Of Cake and Memories (Edited)
Kingdom Hearts of Harmony
by steel soul
Green to start music and red to stop music
To say that both of the ponies Applebloom confessed her heart out to were more than a little surprised would have been the understatement of the century. In fact, they could only think of one word that could ascertain the amount of shock and awe that the pegasus and unicorn were feeling at that very moment. One simple four letter word that, with enough volume, could properly portray their flabbergastery.
“What?!”
The little white unicorn turned towards her orange pegasus friend and began to “whisper” into the filly’s ear. “Tell me we didn’t just hear what I thought we heard, Scootaloo.”
The purple maned orange pegasus nodded grimly, “whispering” back with a serious frown. “I do believe we did, Sweetie Belle. I do believe we did...”
“Which means…” Sweetie Belle’s face grew into a devilish smirk as she let the statement hang in the air.
“Oh, I concur…” Scootaloo confirmed with a sly grin of her own.
Both fillies, in a blur of orange and white delight, began bouncing in a circle around Applebloom, both repeating the words passed on from one foal to the next.
“Applebloom’s in loOve! Applebloom’s in loOve! Applebloom’s in loOve!”
The sun yellow filly’s face flushed crimson as her so-called friends, now mortal enemies, picked on her. “Come on, ya’ll! Cut it out!!” she said, lashing out at them with a hoof in a desperate plea for them to stop the madness.
Sweetie Belle avoided the half hearted swipes and stuck her tongue out before asking, “So who is it, huh?” She gasped lightly. “I bet you it’s Featherweight!”
Applebloom shook her head.
Scootaloo bounded in between her friends and grinned widely. “Don’t tell me it’s Lickity Split. He may not be as cool as Rainbow Dash but the way he bounces that ball does make my wings flutter.”
Once again, the head said no, though Applebloom and Sweetie Belle made a mental note to save that bit of infomation of Scootaloo’s admiration for Lickity Split for ammunition.
Still that left both pegasus and unicorn stuck on to who it actually was. Both friends looked toward each other for a moment before turning their attention back to Applebloom. They surprisingly spoke in unison with confused looks on their face
“Sni-“
"No way!!" Applebloom snapped. “Why in tarnation would ya even suggest that!?”
“Well, who is it?” Sweetie Belle pleaded.
"Yeah, come on! Tell us!" Scootaloo added.
“Okay but ya’ll gotta promise to keep it a secret okay?” When both friends agreed with a customary Pinky Promise, the yellow hoof raised, pointing down the dirt path. “It’s him…”
Her friends followed the hoof until they caught sight of a tall caramel stallion with an impossibly spiky chocolate mane and tail. From what they could tell from where they were, it appeared that he was in a conversation with Twilight.
Sweetie Belle was quick to point out the obvious from the get go. “He looks twice your age.”
“That and I’ve never seen that pegasus before," Scootaloo added. "Must be new to Ponyville.”
The love-struck filly pouted as she stomped her hoof hard on the ground. “So what? You don’t think he looks cute?”
Her friends both looked toward the retreating form of Applebloom’s love interest.
“Well…” Sweetie began, “I guess he does have a nice mane and all.”
“And,” Scootaloo continued, “He doesn’t look that much older than us. Maybe sixteen or seventeen?”
Sweetie Belle gave her friend an apprehensive look. “Still… I don’t know, Applebloom…”
The southern filly slid on her knees in front of them, grabbing them by their forehooves. Tears threatened to fall from her face as she stared up at her two shocked friends. “Pl-leeeeaase? Ya’ll just gotta help me! Hes the first colt that that ah ever had feelings like this for!”
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle looked upon the teary-eyed expression that accompanied their friend’ pleading form. After the third or fourth ‘please’, and mentioning possibly getting their cutie marks in matchmaking, the girls finally relented.
“Fine!” they both said together before Scootaloo picked up the conversation. “We’ll help, but only because you are our best friend.”
Applebloom beamed a brightly lit smile as she hopped around them repeating “Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!”
Before either of her friends could respond, she leapt high into the air and raised a hoof over her head, proclaiming loudly, “CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS: MATCHMAKERS! YAY!” With her battle cry announced, she sped off, leaving her two friends to follow in her wake.
Scootaloo sighed inwardly. “This can’t end well…”
“Gonna be fun though!” Sweetie squeaked.
~
The doors to the confectionery shop known as Sugarcube Corner swung open with a jingle of a bell, allowing Twilight, Spike and Sora to enter into Ponyville’s famous pastry store. To Sora’s credit, he held himself in check as soon as he saw the oversized sugary-looking building. He knew that it was more than likely just for show and constructing a cute building out of real gingerbread was downright stupid. Still, somewhere in the back of his mind he really wanted to rush headlong toward the house with mouth wide to see if he was wrong. He was quite happy that he held out because the prize for doing so was so much greater.
Sora’s eyes sparkled as he gazed upon all the amazing treats that were on display, his mouth on the verge of salivating shamelessly. Blue eyes darting to and fro as he spotted every flavor of cake imaginable with various degrees of icing on each. Muffins ranging from blueberry to strawberry lay neatly in a basket close by. At the counter, inside its glass casing, the stallion found cookies of every shape and form, each one beckoning him with their own flavored scent. Never had he seen so many delectable sweets in one place; while he was awake, at least.
Sora turned to face Twilight, who had quite the amused look on her face. He gave her an expectant pleading smile, to which she nodded, knowing full well what he wanted. Quick as a flash, he zipped toward the counter and pressed his muzzle against the glass exterior. With longing eyes, he stared with amazement at every confectionary with increasing interest. The young boy really didn’t know where to start.
“You should try the Double Chunk Chocolate Chip Delight. My personal favorite.”
“You think so?” His eyes shifted to the left. “Those icing cookies look just as tempting, though.”
“So you’re an icing stallion, huh? Then you should definitely try the Deliciously Delectable Dreamy Drop Madness.”
“Aww geeze. Even the name sounds delicious.“
Sora had turned his head to speak to his lavender unicorn guide, only to find out that the one he was talking to wasn’t so lavender… or a unicorn for that matter.
The first thing noticed by the stallion was the curly, bouncy mane curving at an arc in front of her face, it being a deeper shade of bubblegum pink than her coat. Bright blue eyes stared back at his own, silently judging him, as if weighing her options on how to treat the stallion.
The white toothy smile she gave quickly clued him in on her answer.
Quicker than he ever expected anyone could move, or at least anyone in this town, the bubbly pink pony pulled him into a tight embrace, lifting the stallion up in the air slightly. “Hi! I’m Pinkie Pie! It’s nice to meet you, stallion-who-fell-from-the-stars!”
Sora, despite the aroma of soothing bubblegum she gave off, concluded he would enjoy it a lot more if only he had the ability to breath in the first place.
With gasping breath and blushing cheeks, the stallion tried to gasp out to the pink pony, but no words came due to the hooves that had cut off his much-needed air supply. With pleading eyes, the stallion threw a pleading gaze toward Twilight and Spike, both of whom were stifling giggles and laughter. After a moment or two, the unicorn made her way to the pair and tapped Pinkie’s shoulder lightly, gaining her attention.
“Pinkie, this is Sora,” Twilight giggled as she looked toward the struggling pegasus. “And I think you’re crushing him.”
The pink mare stared at the lavender one for a moment before dropping the stallion into a gasping heap on the ground. With her smile still present, she ran toward the entrance of the kitchen and called out for someone named Mrs. Cake.
A pleasantly plump blue pony with a swirly pink two tone mane made her way to the front counter at Pinkie’s call. A warm smile graced her lips as she greeted them with an accent that the Sora couldn’t quite place, but still felt the warmth of it all the same.
“Welcome to Sugarcube Corner dearies.” the mature mare gave Sora an extra friendly smile. “And I don’t think I’ve seen you around town before?”
Before either Sora or Twilight could respond, Pinkie appeared in front of them, her smile as bright as ever. “Hey, Mrs. Cake. I’m gonna take off for a bit to prepare for the party.”
“Party?” Sora looked towards Twilight. “You celebrating something today?”
Pinkie popped in between the two ponies, wrapping a forehoof around Sora’s neck in the process. “Duh! Of course there’s a party, silly. You’re new to Ponyville, and new ponies always get a free Pinkie Pie Bash from the one and only Pinkie Pie herself.”
Sora was thoroughly confused. “Wait. I get thrown a party… just because I’m new?
Pinkie nodded.
It only took Sora seconds to comprehend, the widest smile one has ever seen forming on his muzzle as he pumped his hoof in celebration. “Awesome!”
The pink party pony smiled just as wide at Sora’s words. “Ooooooh, I think I’m gonna like you, Sora.” She turned towards the door, bouncing her way towards it. “See ya later, everypony!” Stopping just in front of it, she turned to the lavender mare. “Twilight, make sure to bring him by the barn by eight.” And as an afterthought she added “Oh, and can you tell Rarity about the party when you get to her shop? I’ll take care of collecting the rest of the girls. Okthanksbye!!” Before Twilight could respond, the pink pony dashed out of the building, leaving a cloud of dust to dissipate in her wake.
Sora gave Twilight a quizzical look, to which she responded only by saying, “She’s Pinkie. Get used to it.”
"Yeah...okay...but...How did she know we were going to..."
"Dude..." Spike interupted. "Don't think think about. Trust us."
With a rather unsure nod but a kind smile all the same, Sora turned his attention back to the counter of sweets.
~
An hour or two later, the trio that was Twilight, Spike and Sora left the confectionary shop with happy smiles and full bellies. Sora had been slightly apprehensive about any of the flower-related baked goods, but after the first bite he couldn’t help but tear into every bit of the plant life. Why he thought flowers were tasty to begin with was lost on him. More than likely it had something to do with his new body, but he decided not to dwell too much on it. No use fixing something that wasn’t broken. At the very least he didn’t have to worry about starving in this new world.
Of course, that line of questioning brought up some good points. Despite his time in the Pride Lands, he thought for sure that he would have had more trouble getting used to his new limbs then he had. That was not the case, however. He was amazed that he walked on four legs like he had been doing so his whole life. In fact, it just felt right for some reason.
Twilight’s voice rang gently in his ears, pulling him from his inner thoughts. “So Sora, did you really not know what a cutie mark was?”
Sora stiffned at the question before turning towards the mare, smiling sheepishly. “W-well, I… uh… I’ve never really gone anywhere to learn about them.” That was the truth, for the most part. "Where I come from we don't really pay attention to stuff like that."
“That is...weird,” Twilight asnwered, “but I guess I can understand that. I do know of sects of ponies that don't even have cutie marks of their own exist in the world.” She looked back toward her own flank. “I only ask because a cutie mark is supposed to represent a pony’s special talent, like how mine represents my love of stars and magic. I really don’t know what to make of your mark though.”
Sora looked back at his flank, with a raised eyebrow. “I don’t know either, Twilight. To tell the truth, I really don’t know why I have it. But for some reason it looks exactly like… my…”
Sora’s eyes shot opened at the realization. He frantically patted at his neck before shock turned panic. Bending over the ground, he began to shuffle along it in a frantic search. “W-wait...W-where is it?”
Spike raised an eyebrow as he peered around Twilight’s neck. “Where’s what?”
“My necklace!” He blurted out. “It's not around my neck!” He rose up to only dash back and forth, trying to find some glimmer of hope in his dire situation. "Did I drop it somewhere...maybe it fell when back at tree house!"
“Necklace… Necklace…” Realization dawned on Twilight. “Oh! You mean that silver crown, right? Like I mentioned earlier, your clothes were ruined a little when we found you. I did find a chain that had a little crown emblem latched onto it. The chain itself was snapped though, you see, so I had given it to Rarity to fix as well. Hey!”
Sora had jetted off as he spoke. “Sorry! Gotta get my necklace!”
“But Rarity’s is in the other direction!” She barely had time to move out of the way as Sora ran past her.
“Sora!” Twilight called out. “Wait for us!”
~
The opening of the bedroom door marked the exit of one pearl white unicorn, a pink robe tied delicately around her slender frame. After a long night of working and only a few hours of sleep, she had decided to forego breakfast for now and had let the warm embrace of hot water envelop most of her morning.
Now thoroughly refreshed, she slowly made her way down toward the stairway, but stopped as soon as she caught a glimpse of the object that had had her pull an all-nighter.
Rarity always considered herself to be quite the fashion connoisseur, always looking for that next big design after the next one, even going so far as to study different styles to find if it would make a comeback next year or not. She knew all the greatest artists and all of their styles, but she had never seen the likes of what had been graced upon her by her lavender friend. The outfit itself was dirty and torn in certain places, but those were easy enough to repair.
The simple two-piece outfit was quite the sight to behold when she was finished with it. The hoodie, onyx black in its coloration, was lined with white trimming along the bottom of the sleeves and rim of the cloth. What really caught her attention was along where the shoulders were to be; there were two hardened silver cloths that almost resembled the shoulder pads of armor, giving it an almost regal, knight-like appearance to such a simple design.
The shirt underneath was navy blue in primary color, with a splash of red curling inward toward the chest. It was, like most of the outfit, simple, but done so in a way that brought life to the overall outfit, making the viewer take a break from the overall dominating dark colors the clothes so thoroughly loved.
Attached to the hood were straps of a yellow buckle-like material, which, in her opinion, were just daring enough to work.
The overall repair of the outfit took no more than an hour, hence it was not the cause of her nearly sleepless night. No. The reason for her late night was due to the fact that such an outfit had never been seen in all of Equestria before, and not being one to pass up inspiration, she had instantly set to work sketching and taking notes, her mind racing with one idea after another. Whoever had designed this was keeping such work to themselves. She was not going to let that go unanswered for. Not one bit.
A smile crept onto her lips as she walked past the clothing and down the stairs. Just before she reached her intended destination, a knock came upon her front door. She had figured it might have been Twilight due to the fact that it was she who had given her the clothes in the first place. She had so many questions for the mare that she couldn’t help but rush to the door and open it wide for her purple friend.
She had expected somepony.
She had not expected a stallion.
Light caramel brown fur greeted her vision causing the fashionista’s eyes to widen by degrees. Despite her being only slightly shorter than the one in front of her, she couldn’t help but notice that she was staring straight at the chest of a clearly male pony. His chest was moving in and out deeply but steadily, slowly but surely regaining the breath that it must have lost. He seemed more slender than most male ponies she knew; perhaps it had something to do with him being a pegasus since most where designed for speed in the sky. Despite his slender form, she could clearly see that he was more muscular than he let on. She shifted her eyes upwards slowly, taking in every inch of the stallion in front of her.
Ocean blue eyes met those of sky coloration. She watched as the morning breeze gently played with his milk chocolate mane, as well with the fur on his face.
Dear Celestia, his face!
Though he looked her age, she couldn’t help but see that he still held much of his foalhood within his features. It gave him an almost marish quality that matched well with the rest of his figure.
She prayed to all that was holy that he didn't play for the other team.
Both ponies stared at each other, neither one moving an inch or saying a word as they did so. Rarity was, out of instinct, about to greet the stallion, but her eyes soon went from wide with admiration to wide with embarrassment and horror at a sudden realization.
She was still in her bedroom robes!
Before the stallion could even speak, Rarity quickly slammed the door on him and ran right away up the stairs.
~
To say that Sora was confused was an understatement.
It was more like the poor stallion was so utterly confounded that he was unable to form any conscious thought due to the lack of energy that was necessary for him to do so.
Twilight fared no better. The flushed-face unicorn mare staggered slowly toward the pegasus stallion, huffing and wheezing as she went. She had spent the better part of 10 minutes guiding the rushing pegasus from behind toward their intended destination. After a while, she fell far behind, and by the time she had caught up, she only saw a glimpse of the exchange that the two ponies were party to.
Spike had been riding on Twilight, so he was hail and healthy.
After a moment or two of catching her breath, Twilight made her way to the side of Sora’s flank. “W-what -huff- W-what d-did you -huff- do?”
The pegasus in question, after regaining his own composure, turned to face the lavender unicorn. “I… didn’t do anything. One second we were looking at each other and the next all I see a wooden door.”
Twilight, now breathing normally, moved past the stallion. “That’s… odd. I’d better go see if she is okay.” Before she could use her horn to open the door, a light blue field enveloped it, doing the deed for her. A brightly lit, posh-looking room graced their presence as they peered into the now-open doorway. Sora couldn’t help but think that the place screamed of femininity. Pony displays showcasing various outfits lined the edges of the room.
His gaze shifted from left to right until it fell upon a stairway where a dainty white hoof could be seen coming into sight. The owner of said hoof followed suit. Slick white fur clung to its owner’s body, shining lightly thanks to an unseen light source. Bouncy violet locks came into view next, having their own shimmer to them. Soon the head of the white unicorn came into view, her muzzle shifted upwards in a ladylike fashion. She came the rest of the way down the stairs in a graceful fashion, though Sora (and Spike for that matter), for the life of him, couldn’t help but notice that her hips were pumping with each step she took.
Gone was the pink-robed beauty, and in its place, a pony goddess.
A gentle voice, as lovely as silk, greeted the stallion. “Welcome to Carousel Boutique. Where eve- Twilight!?”
The white-coated unicorn had failed to notice her purple friend happily waving a hoof in her direction. “Hello, Rarity.” Stopping her gesture, she cocked an eyebrow. “Are you OK? You kind of shut the door on Sora there.”
Rarity turned to look toward the pony in question with cheeks burning with embarrassment. “Oh, I am terribly sorry, dear. It was absolutely uncouth of me to do that to you. You see, I was up all night doing a request my friend Twilight gave me and I suppose I overslept, resulting in what you had seen not too long ago.” She gave him a sorrowful look. “I do hope you can forgive me for being so...well...unlike me.”
The young stallion smiled a gentle toothy grin that, much to Spike’s questioning gaze, sent Rarity’s cheeks blushing brighter than ever before replying. “Hey...Hakuna Matata.”
“Hakuna a what now?” Twilight asked, giving him a questioning look.
“It means no worries.” Sora trotted towards the white mare, raising a hoof towards her. “And I think that the stuff that you said you were working on was mine.”
Gently taking the hoof in her own, Rarity would give the stallion a questioning gaze before realization hit. “You mean you’re the mysterious visitor Twilight found in White Tail Woods?”
“More then likely. You know about what happened?”
The white mare waved a perfectly manicured hoof. “Only in passing, dear. I had to tend to my sister and her friends after the commotion you caused last night.” Rarity paused to look towards Twilight. “To which she did not tell me that the one who fell from the sky was such a handsome young stallion.” Her voice produced a sly tone. “Trying to keep him all to ourselves, are we, Miss Sparkle?”
“What!?” Twilight’s face grew beet red at the accusation. “NO! I was just…! I mean, it was…! What!?!”
Rarity had a hard time stifling a giggle that threatened to escape her lips. “Now, now, Twilight, I’m just teasing.” She raised a hoof to meet his own, and smiled brightly. “And as for you." the mare, to Sora's surprise, curtsied. "I am Rarity, or Miss Rarity if you would prefer. It is a pleasure to meet you, dear. Now then, about your outfit…”
Sora’s eyes widened, remembering the reason he had come here in the first place. “Oh yeah! That's right! You’re the one who Twilight said was fixing up my outfit.”
She smiled and nodded. “Right you are. If you would allow me one second to fetch your things.” She stopped just before she reached the stairs and turned a furrowed brow in his direction. “Please forgive me, but I never caught your name.”
“The name’s, Sora.”
“Sora…My, my, such an exotic name for a stallion such as yourself.” Rarity turned and made her way up the stairs. “I’ll be no more than two ticks, dear. Please make yourself at him.” Sora’s eyes widened as he watched her climb the steps. This time he could clearly see that her flanks were indeed pumping back and forth with each step, and, for some reason, he couldn’t turn away from the sight.
That was until he felt the stare of murderous intent beside him. Looking to his right, he saw the darkened glare of a certain purple dragon staring him down as though he was a demon in need of defeating. Sora, despite his taller size and greater strength, decided that it was not safe to stand within striking distance of the baby dragon.
Before he could move, however, Rarity returned with his clothes in tow, wrapped in a pale blue light like the door had been. “There you go darling, good as new. I have to ask, where did you acquire such magnificent clothes? Never in my life have I seen such a style produced before.” She stretched out the clothes, letting him look over them for any blemishes. “And I was amazed by the amount of enchantments surrounding it. Durability, longevity, and even minor protection against physical and magical trauma.” She lowered the outfit toward Sora, prompting him to stretch out his cannons. “The pony who created them knew what they were doing, and then some. And don’t get me started on the design! It’s so modern! It’s so refreshing! It’s so-“
“Umm… Hey, Rarity?”
The mare was slightly caught off guard by Sora’s gentle tone that pierced her revelations. “Ah… Yes, Sora Darling?”
Sora twisted and turned the cloth around in his hooves. He was at first looking for his shorts, but he figured that if they were gone in that dream world he barely remembered, then they wouldn’t be around if he got his clothes back. There was a more pressing question eating at the corner of his mind however.
“Is my necklace fixed too? I was told it was broken as well.”
Rarity tapped a hoof to her chin before widening her eyes. “You mean that silver crown? I have to say, it was rather, how do you say, plain, compared to the rest of your outfit.” She made her way to her dresser and used her magic to produce a still-broken silver chain with a little crown hanging from it. “I was going to get around to fixing it but after seeing the owner, I do believe that it’s just too garish for you simple for one such as yourself. How about something deep blue? I was thinking that-“
She stopped talking as soon as she saw the stallion shake his head. “Sorry, Rarity, but…” He paused as his gaze shifted from her to the necklace. “That necklace is just too important to me.”
Both mares and one dragon raised an eyebrow as they all said in unison, “Important?
“A friend of mine gave it to me the very first day we met.”
Twilight gasped softly. "Your friend?"
Sora nodded. "Yep...My friend Rikue...You see...I was always bullied back before I met him. Two big k...I mean...ah...colts would always pick on other kids on our island and...well...to get them to stop I told on them. They wern't too happy about that though."
"As you very well should." Rarity said, now quite angry at said bullies of such a nice young stallion. "I would have strung them up by their tails if I was their mother."
"I agree." Twilight chimed in. "Telling someone of authority was the right thing to do>
The keybearer placed both of his forehooves behind his head, smiling, though it was more subdued. "Right or wrong, It didn't quite matter to those bullies. What it did do was make me the target of their bulling instead."
~
Sora was slammed harshly against the ground. The white shirt and red shorts the six year old wore were muddy and slightly tattered, but despite that and the tears welling up in his eyes, he stared defiantly at his aggressors. One who was outlandishly tall and another who was rather pudgy flanked a rather tall boy with raven black hair. The boy in the middle chuckled evilly, signaling the others behind him to do so in turn.
“Whoops. Sorry, little Sora. Did I make ya cry?” He laughed again, as did the others. Sora, to his credit, tried to stand back up, but was kicked back down by the boot of the older child. “Did I say you could get up, squirt?” Sora cursed inwardly as he clutched at his stinging chest. “No… I don’t think so. Ya see, little Sora, I don’t take too kindly to being told on. You know what I had to go through?! I was grounded for a week!!” The boy’s voice grew in volume as he spoke, his voice becoming harsher.
Sora couldn’t help himself. “Heh… A week? I would have made it a month if I was your dad.” Another kick to his gut knocked the wind completely out of the brown-haired boy.
“You know what? I was just gonna rough ya up. Now... oh now you’re gonna pay for that one!” Sora closed his eyes just as he saw a kick aiming straight for his face. He heard a smack and then a thud, but felt no pain. Chancing a glance, he opened one of his eyes... only to find someone standing in front of him. This boy was just a bit taller than him, short silver hair draped slick down his head. His clothes were normal enough, but the thing that caught his attention the most was the silver crown that hung from the hook of his pants.
His savior held a fist out to where the black haired boy was before, the boy in question now splayed on his back, nursing a bruised cheek.
“What the?!” The black haired boy was livid. “Who are you?!”
The newcomer let his fist fall to his side. “Riku.” Riku’s icy glare stared straight at the boy on the ground, not faltering for a second. “Gotta say,” Riku’s voice as just as cold, despite the youthfulness of it. “Three against one was never fair to me…” Riku placed a fist into the palm of his hand, cracking it threateningly. “Hardly a challenge, to tell you the truth…”
All three boys barely had time to react as Riku blasted towards them with his fist raised, striking hard at the three bullies.
**
“That was unreal…”
Riku couldn’t help but smile at Sora’s description of the fight. It had taken some doing, but Riku, despite his smaller size compared the three bullies, was able to send them packing with their tails between their legs, much to Sora’s enjoyment.
Two thoroughly roughed up and bruised boys sat at the edge of the pier, both enjoying a new flavor of ice cream. It was sweet and salty; two flavors they thought would never go well with such a cold treat, and yet, at the moment, it was the most amazing thing in the world.
Sora, after taking a big bite of his ice cream, turned to face the silver-haired youth. He had never really had anyone stick up for him before, and here comes some random boy he never knew doing just that. He smiled brightly which caused the boy to turn to his direction.
“You look like an idiot.” Sora nearly dropped his ice cream into the sea below at that remark.
The boy turned and gave an accusing pout Riku’s way. “Is that what you say to everyone you save?!”
The silver-haired boy thought for a moment, then shook his head. “Naw… Just to you.”
Silence filled the air before a series of laughs broke out between the two boys. When it was done, Sora smiled brighter than before. “Where’d you learn how to fight? Taking on three guys at once was… well… pretty cool.”
Riku didn’t say anything at first, but decided to pull the silver crown symbol off his belt and held it out expectantly to Sora, which Sora took with little hesitation. He raised it into the light of the setting sun watching it gleam in dull radiance.
“What… is it?”
“Crown of the Kingdom,” he spoke with an air of mystery. “They say wearing it makes you ten times stronger.”
Sora's eyes nearly bugged out of his head at that revalation. “R-Really?!”
Riku laughed. “No. It’s just some junk I found in my attic. You’re pretty gullible, you know that.”
Sora’s pout returned as he tried to glare daggers at the new kid. "Did you only help me to pick on me too?" Sora yelped as the chained crown was tossed to him, the boy barely catching it in his hands.
“I Saw you not back down from those guys and that's why I decided to help you out.” Riku smirked and leaned back into a laying position, letting his arms rest behind him. “But geeze, are you are weak. So...if you wanna fight then the only way I'll train you is if you have to wear that every day. Got that?”
Sora stared dumbfounded at Riku before smiling once more. He quickly placed the chain over his head, wearing it like a necklace. The boy fidgeted slightly before carefully asking. “So… are we… friends now?”
Riku opened one eye at Sora’s question before closing it again, a smile of his own forming on his lips. “Heh. Yeah, sure… I don’t mind.”
~
"Oh my." Rarity said softly as she placed a hoof over her heart. "You scared me in the first half but the last of it was ever so adorable to picture."
Twilight nodded, "Yeah. While I don't approve of the fighting, the fact that you and colt would become friends after that is...well...amazing. Finding friends after do what is right. I think that such a thing might just deserve a friendship letter sent to the princess."
Sora smiled lightly at their words, his gaze shifting back towards the broken necklace. Riku had just moved into the area when he had saved him from those bullies. His friend could have just as easily chosen to side with them instead, but he chose him. He was happy to have him as a friend, but as they grew, it had became more and more evident that the too slowly grew from friends to rivals, with Sora always challenging him, wanting to prove how much stronger he had become and each time losing, sometimes badly. Even now, he was still left in the dust by Riku, despite his best efforts.
A familiar feeling made Sora cringe slightly. It was the same feeling he felt when he was on the beach just the other day...Useless...Worthless...Not good enough...Was I...ever...
“Sora, are you ok?”
The stallion was unaware that he had been staring off into space for a moment. He was brought to this conclusion as he spotted three pairs of eyes looking at him, each with the same emotion on their own features, all conveying the same thing.
Worry
He raised a hoof and rubbed the back of his head. “Ah...yeah. Sorry about that. Kind of spaced out there for a second.” He turned to Rarity, smiling gently at the mare. “Sorry if I sound kinda selfish for this, but...Do you think that you could fix it for me?”
Rarity cleared her throat as she fought to keep a blush from coming upon her cheeks once more. That smile of his could kill a lesser mare. Taking the necklace within her magic, the mare would muse, “Well, while I still say it is not the best accessory in the world, I think your history with it more then makes it special in anyponies eyes.” She set the necklace on the counter before smiling towards the young stallion. “I’ll have it right as rain later tonight, so don’t you worry about a thing, dear.”
Twilight gasped. “Oh geeze, I forgot. Pinkie said Sora’s welcoming party will be tonight at eight over at the barn.”
Rarity’s eyes brightened considerably. “Perfect! I shall be done by then and shall present it to you there. Is that alright with you Sora?”
Sora smirked as he pumped his fist. “Its fine by me! See you later then, Rarity. And...ah...thanks” He set the clothes onto his back, making sure they were balanced with his wings before following Twilight out of the store.
She watched them leave, her gaze slowly shifting toward Sora’s retreating flank. “Yes… until then.”
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you must be Mc Donalds
Becuase im lovin' it
but yeah keep it up!
I see you changed the necklace's story. It's better than the first one.
That was a much nicer story of his necklace :D. Well done dude!!
Great necklace story. It was so cute.
And golly, just by reading this chapter I was getting hot under the collar.
Rarity, you sexy thing you.
) So, if you're going that route, power to you. If you decide to pair him up with somepony else, the same.
(Though to be honest, I never cared much for Spike/Rarity. He can be really mean to people who like her. I read the mini comic with Hay Seeds....I WANTED TO STRANGLE THE LITTLE BRAT!
I love this story. (Big Kingdom Hearts fan.) It's the first Kingdom Hearts/FIM fic I've read and let me tell you, it's already among my fav crossovers.
Ha. And you were acting like it was all part of a big plan when I pointed it out before.
2997375 quite you!
Yes, Finally, Sora has gotten the attention of the ladies, from another world, but many of them are ponies... oh well.
agreed
MOAR!
I must say that this is the first KH crossover that has been good. I look forward to seeing where you take this.
MOAR
this story is awesome
Great chapter, I'm looking forward to seeing how this plays out :D
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This is not the only KH fic that has been good, go take a look at the one written by Legrio (Hearts of Harmony) if you haven't already.
Well...that was probably better for the fans of the series, but isn't the crown gold?
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No, it is indeed silver.
There is so much shipping! But I like it.......CONTINUE GOOD SIR
I can see it now. Shipping, shipping everywhere!
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I'll decide for myself once I read a few chapters of that. Twilight+wielder power is too much of a potential Mary-sue formula to me. I can only hope that its not too over-the-top.
nice rewrite better explanation of the necklace makes more sense
also Hakuna Matata was misspelled, nice story
A pretty good story but, for whatever reason, I keep thinking Equestria Sora should be a Griffin...
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Why griffon?
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I'm not sure what it is, maybe it's because he was a Lion in the Pride Lands and griffins are part lion, or maybe it's something else, or maybe I just think his look would translate better into a griffin (The spiked hair would better translate to feather plumage), but I just keep thinking Sora should be a Griffin if MLP was in Kingdom Hearts
Deliciously Delectable Dreamy Drop Madness.
I see what you did there.
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Hmmmmm......
I kind of get your point. But with whats going on in the story and being that this is an MLP fan fic crossover u got to admit Sora looks pretty cool as a Pegasus pony right?
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Never said he didn't, just saying what came to mind.
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Bottom right
Some spelling errors.
Keyblade is one word, "ware" is a product or object for sale (meant "wear") and a few others that I can't remember off the top of my head. Still reading it, and will give a better review, than just this, when I finish.
Your story has been officially graded an...
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Agate by the Gem Hunters.
There are quite a number of both spelling and grammar errors that subtract from the story itself just in the first chapter alone. I would suggest going through it with a fine toothed comb or even having someone else do it for you.
Story wise, it is okay. Crossovers are tricky to do, as now not only do you have to capture the canon characters' personality, but the personality of the character or characters from what your crossing over with. With the KH universe, a crossover is incredibly easy to pull off, that being the specialty of the games themselves.
That being said, the biggest issue I have is Sora. I don't see his as the type to sit around doing nothing for days on end, moping around about the failed exam. It sucks, not managing to succeed, but with all the years of experience he has gained in general, he isn't the kind to sit around and do nothing. He has always been the underdog, and this wouldn't change that. If anything, it would make his resolve to become stronger more relatable than a constant failure. In the end, this is your story, so if you do make the grammar and spelling corrections to needed, I will look through it again and hold aside my personal opinions more.
Just to let you know, I do like your story even so. It is still entertaining, and when I have the time, I will likely continue.
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bonafied...
Sorry but that just made me throttle up my lunch I was eating just now and made me laugh afterwards...
oh hell,
i see where this is going,
all of them are gonna start falling for him, there gonna fight for his love, get into fights.
and hes gonna have to choose one.
le sigh.
Aaaaand on that note, PP dashes off so quickly she leaves afterimages.
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Wow, Sora looks to be 3 for 4 on this one.
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Ah the repercussions of a 75-25 gender gap.
The doors to the confectionery shop.
Glass.
You're.
Mrs.
The difference between Ms and Mrs is that the former would be single and unmarried while the latter is the opposite.
Mrs. Just letting you know in case you missed this.
Used, Than.
Meh, this is preference only but; Cutie Mark. You can ignore this one if you want.
Your, When.
Great artists.
That.
Were.
Gave.
Forgot your spacing.
Pegasus.
Exchange.
Than, Hakuna.
After the commotion you caused last night.
Minor.
To.
I feel like something is off about this sentence, but I just can't seem to put my finger on it...
Your.
Symbol. Or perhaps Accessory. Accessory might be a better choice.
Wear.
Familiar, Cringe.
"That was until he felt the stare of murderous intent beside him." ...so I see you've felt that kind of gaze before, huh Sora?
5134026 I agree. Everything needs to be double and triple checked.
Apostrophe's in the wrong spot for all iterations of this phrase.
Put "You'll get use to it", Don't think he's done anything to deserve that kind of wording
An hour, comma's between Twilight and Spike
"On course with that line of questioning" or "Of course that line of questioning"
"He seemed a bit slender when compared to most of the male ponies she knew"
instant should be instinct
Seems like Sora's and random should be switched.
to be within
remove the first "and"
"It had taken" or "It took", "had taken" in terms of past tense would be the preferred here due to it being in an order of actions, Past Perfect is what I have found it to be called.
"chorus" might be better the "serious", though you probably meant "series", due to it being all at once instead of one after the other.
I like where this is going and will due my best to word these suggestions in ways that don't make me seem like an asshole to all who read it. One thing that is nicely done is how you are matching music to conversations, loving that aspect of this series.
1. Pretty good.
2. In your pic, Sora has his clothes. Still looks good.
3. I'd use more contractions.
Other than that, pretty well done.
Link is broken.
It's nice to read this again now that it's back updating.
If i am to believe all the SoraXriku fics. This is funnier then hell
Your formatting is showing. Also, you're missing several "stop" indicators for the music.
EDIT: Also, the link is broken. Not only an invalid redirect, but manually trying to fix it results in a video that no longer exists.
Whoopsie!
The term 'kid' can refer to a baby goat. Goat's are fairly equine I feel. It'd be funny if they thought he was raised around goats...
Did You Just Reference Dream Drop Distance?