chapter 7
Once again, Amethyst found himself at his desk. No more than a few hours ago, he had hit the mother lode, a huge cache of magical artifacts inside King Clovis’s secret lab. He spent hours going back and forth from the lab to the upper areas of the castle to get all of the artifacts out so he could start studying them. Slowly he had begun to catalog the various devices he had found in the castle.
On Amethyst’s desk sat a small clock, no more than a few inches tall.
“Artifact CSL24...to the best of my knowledge this clock shows you what time you wish it was,” Amethyst said as he wrote the same words on a piece of paper.
As Amethyst was writing that, a pink furred rabbit hopped past his desk. He turned to see the small animal hop away from him and into the living room of his house.
Oh, it’s just Fluffy he always does that, Amethyst thought, paying little mind to the small rabbit. With just a shrug, Amethyst went back to work. He levitated another bauble from a bag on the floor. He stared at the bauble and thought.
Ok next artifact, it seems to have a minor charm on it so analyzing it won’t take too long, Amethyst thought. He soon started studying the relic but couldn’t divine a purpose for it. With a defeated sigh, he leaned back in his chair and stared off into space.
“All this work is making me thirsty. I could use a drink,” Amethyst said aloud.
“What’ll ya have?” a voice rang out. In an instant, Amethyst realized he was no longer in his house but in the prancing pony bar. He found himself on a barstool in front of a bar counter made of brown wood. The bar was empty, its various round wooden tables and chairs lacking any occupants. In front of Amethyst stood none other than the ruler of Equestria, Princess Celestia.
“Umm, I’ll have a cup of hot java please, Princess,” Amethyst said. With a start, he realized that his voice was no longer feminine but had returned to its former masculine tone. Amethyst looked down and saw that his body was once again male down to the last detail. However he wasn’t completely normal, he also took notice of the fact that he was wearing a pink dress. Despite the peculiarity of the whole situation Amethyst just said, “And a muffin to celebrate my return to stallionhood.”
“No problem, my little pony. I’ll get to work on that java. If you want a muffin you need to make the muffin face,” Celestia said with a smile.
Amethyst nodded and promptly crossed his eyes; a muffin instantly appeared right in front of him. After he started nibbling on his muffin, which was strangely tasteless, he watched as the princess took out a map and cut out a piece of it using a scalpel. The piece of the map she had cut from the map was of the island of Java. Celestia promptly stuffed the map piece into a coffee mug and floated it to Amethyst. He peered into the mug and found the map had been replaced by actual brown liquid. Without a second thought, Amethyst started guzzling the coffee down. he stopped a few seconds later.
“Hey princess, you forgot the seasoning,” Amethyst said, motioning to his coffee.
“Oh my bad. One or two lumps?” Celestia said with a smile.
“Just one, I’m trying to cut down,” Amethyst replied.
Celestia proceeded to levitate a small teacup-sized cat from behind the desk and promptly dropped it into Amethyst’s coffee. The cat vanished from sight inside the cup.
“Thanks” Amethyst said as he continued drinking the coffee and munching on the muffin.
“Hey princess, a drink for me and my most recent conquest!” a familiar voice rang out. Amethyst turned to see the familiar sight of Misty Charm with a blurry looking mare standing next to him.
“Hey Misty, who’s the mare?” Amethyst asked.
“It’s you, silly,” Misty replied. The moment Misty said that, the mare came into focus and she turned out to be a gender-bent Amethyst. Amethyst blinked at the sight, and the moment he blinked, he realized that he had swapped places with the mare. Amethyst gazed back in awe as he saw his stallion self sitting at the barstool drinking the coffee and wearing what Amethyst now realized was the dress his youngest sister had worn during her ballet recital when he was fifteen.
“So babe, are you ready for a good time,” Misty asked the once again female Amethyst. Amethyst couldn’t help but smile seductively at Misty at hearing the sound of his voice.
“You know I am,” Amethyst replied flirtatiously. Misty and Amethyst promptly found themselves passionately kissing one another. Soon after that the situation got progressively more passionate, eventually evolving into the two making love to each other. Throughout the whole experience, Amethyst was terrified his biggest fears were becoming a reality. Amethyst froze in terror as he felt the weight of Misty on top of him. As Amethyst’s panic began to wane, a new feeling welled up in him, need.
Amethyst couldn’t explain it but he suddenly felt overwhelming need. He didn’t just want Misty to do him he needed Misty to do him. As Misty continued, Amethyst found himself in pleasure.
Sweet Celestia, this feels so right. Amethyst thought.
Amethyst lost all capacity to think properly as pleasure overwhelmed his entire being. Amethyst could feel something was coming. He didn’t know what but he wanted it to happen with every fiber of his being. Then it happened, a sudden burst of pleasure.
Before Amethyst could regain his composure, he was suddenly in his bed. Misty was no longer present, Amethyst found himself alone, in the home he shared with Misty. Soon after Amethyst realized the whole thing had been a dream. After regaining his composure, Amethyst started to think back on the dream.
“I don’t even like coffee, it’s so bitter. “ Amethyst scowled as waves of disgust washed over him. Amethyst noted that his voice was feminine as he said that, this meant that Amethyst was still a mare. Soon after that revelation was over, the full impact of the dream flooded his mind.
“Oh buck… I dreamt that Misty bucked me, and I loved it,” Amethyst said. He soon curled up in his bed, eyes wide at the implication of that. He hugged his tail as thoughts danced in his head about the dream.
I’ve never had such a disturbing dream; it felt so real. I suppose I have thought about Misty and me… doing it since the moment I changed. Honestly I have even been a bit curious. But that was too much for me. It felt so real, so good. I’ve had wet dreams before, but this is entirely different, I’ve never had a wet dream in this body before. As Amethyst thought that, his stomach growled.
May as well get some breakfast, hopefully it’ll take my mind off this whole mess, Amethyst thought. He promptly got out of bed and got out some carrots for breakfast. As he did, he became aware of a smell on his body.
“Better take a shower,” he said as he went into the bathroom. As he walked toward the bathroom, a green book on his desk caught his eye. As Amethyst looked at the book, he promptly remembered everything that had transpired the night before.
He wasn’t analyzing any of the artifacts he found in Clovis’s lab, they were all in large bags in his cabin. What got Amethyst’s attention in the large collection was a single book. The book was small, a single hoof or a very weak levitation spell could easily lift it, and it was only about 1000 pages long.
The entire book was blank save for a single sentence on the first page that read, “The words of this book shall only appear in the light of the blue alicorn.”
Amethyst could sense immediately that the book was enchanted to some degree. He strongly believed that this book – despite its small size – was indeed the enchanting formula book he was looking for. All he needed to do was decipher the odd riddle in the front of the book.
After reflecting on that, Amethyst got into the shower and quickly showered off the smells he had accumulated since yesterday. After he got out of the shower, he sat on the couch for a moment.
“Hey Amethyst are you here?” a familiar voice called out as Amethyst sat on the couch.
“Back here, Orchid,” Amethyst called out. Soon the sounds of hooves could be heard as Orchid came into the living room with Amethyst slumped over the couch.
“My gosh Amethyst, you look terrible,” Orchid commented.
“It’s nothing Orchid, just a bad dream is all,” Amethyst replied
“It must have been one heck of a dream, you’ve got bags under your eyes,” Orchid said.
“I do?” Amethyst asked. Orchid pulled out a small pocket mirror and levitated it in front of him. Amethyst was surprised to discover that Orchid was right, he could see very noticeable bags under his eyes.
“Hey, maybe you should take a day off. Clearly you‘re more on edge than usual,” Orchid suggested.
Amethyst knew that Orchid wasn’t wrong; the cumulative stress of being a mare piled on with the stress of day-to-day life was indeed putting him in a progressively foul mood.
With a reluctant sigh Amethyst replied, “You’re right Orchid, I have been more stressed out than normal and that nightmare I had hasn’t helped at all.”
“How about I take you somewhere to relieve that stress,” Orchid suggested.
“I don’t know Orchid, last time you took me somewhere to have some fun I ended up being tortured for hours trying on the most nauseating array of dresses I've seen in a long time,” Amethyst said hesitantly.
“Please Amethyst, I promise it won’t be as bad as the clothes shopping was,” Orchid begged.
With a slight groan Amethyst said, “Fine.”
“Yay! Let’s go.” Orchid bounced up and down, she stopped after a few seconds.
Orchid sniffed in the air and commented, "is that perfume I smell?" Amethyst blushed and silently nodded.
"Hmmm," Orchid took in the aroma. "Smells like Perhaps, nice choice, it suits you." Orchid smiled.
"Err, thanks," Amethyst said with a blush.
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“This is not what I had in mind Orchid,” Amethyst grumbled.
The two mares stood outside in front of a two story, white building with a sign that read “Maple Mountain Spa”.
“When you said somewhere relaxing I was thinking of something like the bar, not a spa,” he quipped.
“Come on Amethyst, what’s wrong with a little relaxation at the spa? I come here all the time,” Orchid said.
“That’s the point…YOU come here all the time, not me. I’m Amethyst Shard. I’m a stallion for Celestia’s sake! Why would a stallion enjoy such a frilly place?”.
“Well last I checked you weren’t a stallion. At least try it for me Amethyst?” Orchid asked with a frown.
“No Orchid, enough girly stuff!” Amethyst said, pouting.
“What’s wrong with trying this at least once? What’s the matter, you afraid you might enjoy it?” Orchid asked smugly.
“I’m not afraid.” Amethyst blushed nervously.
“If you’re not afraid then prove it – go in with me.” Orchid grinned.
Amethyst couldn’t help but growl as he said, “Fine I’ll go in. But there’s no way I’m gonna wear makeup or something like that. I’ve got enough problems to worry about.”
With a slight squeal, Orchid snatched Amethyst up and dragged him toward the front of the building. Amethyst looked on nervously as the revolving glass doors of the entrance began to approach in his field of vision.
Why do I let Orchid talk me into this stuff, Amethyst thought as he was tugged through the doors. Inside was an extravagant waiting room. Amethyst could feel the moisture of a large fountain grace his small muzzle. As Amethyst admired the extravagant fountain his eyes drifted to a brown desk right in front of it. behind the desk sat two mares talking to various ponies in a line in front of them.
Orchid released her grip on Amethyst and said, “Wait here while I get us a spot.”
Orchid soon began walking away toward the front desk; this gave Amethyst the opportunity to take in his surroundings. The whole lobby had a bathroom like feel to it: Amethyst shuffled his hooves on the red carpet of the lobby. after that Amethyst found himself looking at the blurs of various ponies rushing from place to place their hooves clicked on white tile that also graced most parts of the floor. Most of the ponies were mares in bathrobes and white uniforms. Any stallions present were in the white uniforms the staff wore. As the mares in bathrobes walked past him, Amethyst found himself leering at the saying hips of the beautiful mares as they walked by.
“Ok Lavender, they’re ready for us,” Orchid said, shaking Amethyst out of his trance.
With a nod, Amethyst followed Orchid. She led Amethyst through the crowd and to a set of glass doors. Orchid continued through the doors into a hallway with red carpet, brown walls and fancy lights. Amethyst looked around as Orchid led him onward through the hallway. About halfway down the hall, Orchid stopped and turned to face a wooden door.
“Here we are, we’re gonna start out with some massages,” Orchid said with a smile
Amethyst looked around as he and Orchid entered the room. White tile lined both the ceiling and floor of the room. Various ponies were on massage tables getting various types of treatments from the staff of the spa. As Amethyst was watching, a beautiful mare approached himself and Orchid.
“So are you two ready for your massages?” she asked.
“I sure am,” Amethyst replied, looking at the mare with some hidden lust.
“Ok then, Orchid you follow me and Lavender your masseuse will be with you shortly,” the mare said as she led Orchid away. Amethyst found himself frowning slightly at the fact that he wasn’t going to get a massage from that attractive mare.
“Buongiorno si unicorno, are you ready for your massage?” a male voice rang out. Amethyst turned to see a brown furred stallion with a slight moustache and a short brown mane. He had a very prominent southlander accent.
“Come my lady, relaxation awaits,” the stallion said motioning to be followed. It finally clicked for Amethyst that this stallion was his masseuse. Hesitantly Amethyst walked toward him.
“Excellent, follow me back to my station,” the stallion said with a smile. Amethyst followed close behind. Soon the two came to a vacant massage table.
“Get on the table and we can begin. Oh where are my manners: I’m Giorgio.”
“Err...” Amethyst said.
How stupid am I, he sounds like he's from the southlands. I’ve gotta be polite, Amethyst thought.
He promptly shook his head and smiled politely. “My apologies sir, I am Lavender Star.”
“Pleased to meet you Madam Star, shall we begin?” Giorgio said as he motioned to his table. With a nod, Amethyst hopped up and stuck his face into the hole on the table.
“Ok let’s begin,” Giorgio said as he started feeling around Amethyst’s back. Amethyst couldn’t help but wince at the touch of Giorgio - he wasn’t used to being touched like that.
“My god, Madam, I’ve never met a mare with so much tension in her body. You must have a really intense and stressful life to accumulate so much tension. But not to worry Miss, one session with me and you’ll feel better than you’ve ever felt in your life,” Giorgio said.
Amethyst’s eyes went wide at the last phrase Giorgio said, memories of the dream he had last night soon flooded his mind once again. The thoughts made Amethyst start to fidget. Soon Amethyst felt a pressure on his back and that made Amethyst think about his dream even more. Soon enough, Amethyst found himself quivering at the very touch of Giorgio.
“Is there problems miss, you seem uneasy?” Giorgio asked.
Amethyst took his head out of the hole and said, “I’m not too sure I’m comfortable with this.” Amethyst got up from the table.
“There is no need to fear, tell me what is wrong and I shall work to make sure you are comfortable,” Giorgio said.
“Well” Amethyst fidgeted “I had a rather unpleasant dream last night, about me and a stallion… together.”
“Ahh I see, the touch of a stallion such as myself brings back memories of that nightmare. Here,” Giorgio said as he reached into his front pocket and removed a picture.
Understanding the cue, Amethyst took the picture in his magic and promptly looked at it. The picture was of Giorgio wearing a sombrero. Next to him, there was a vanilla furred pegasus mare with black hair, brown eyes and a red dress. In front of the two of them, a filly and a colt smiled as well. Neither of them had their cutie marks.
“Who’s that?” Amethyst asked.
“That is my lovely wife Marzia and my two young children. I love my wife more than anything in the world, I wouldn’t dream of leaving her for another mare. I only wish to give you a massage, nothing more. I hope that puts your mind at ease,” Giorgio said as he looked on reminiscing.
This could be a ploy - some sort of pick up line, Amethyst thought, until he looked at Giorgio and recognized the look in his eyes: distant longing. Amethyst knew the look well because he’s seen it in his own eyes from time to time in his own reflection.
“Ok Giorgio let’s do this,” Amethyst said as he got back up on the table.
“I thank you Madam. I shall not disappoint you,” Giorgio said as he started rubbing around Amethyst’s back.
“So Giorgio, where does your wife live?” Amethyst asked.
“She lives in town,” Giorgio said as he continued to probe around Amethyst’s back.
“I’m curious - where you are from, Giorgio?” Amethyst asked.
“I’m from Venti Monstro,” Giorgio said as he started rubbing Amethyst’s back. Soon after Amethyst felt his muscles tingling, he wasn’t feeling super relaxed but certainly a lot better with the pressure Giorgio was applying.
“Buona giornata Giorgio,” [Good day Giorgio] a new voice rang out. The voice was male and speaking Italian, but Amethyst couldn’t see what the speaker looked like.
“Ciao Saffiro” [Hi Saffiro] Giorgio responded.
“Vedo che hai una signora bella come patrono” [I see you have an attractive lady as your patron] the stallion named Saffiro said in a suggestive tone.
“Per l'ultima volta, ho una moglie e sono stanchi di cercare di farmi imbrogliare su di lei.” [For the last time, I have a wife and I am getting tired of you trying to get me to cheat on her.] Giorgio replied in a somewhat irritated tone.
"Ok mi scuso per questo commento, ma mi sarebbe arrivata questa donna alla mia tavola, che ha la maggior parte della stampa ho visto in un lungo periodo di tempo." [ok I apologize for that remark. Still I wish I could have gotten this woman at my table. She has the most beautiful plot I have seen in a long time]
"La dama con il bellissimo ploto sa italiano, cretino." [The lady with the beautiful plot knows Italian, dumbass] Amethyst said while rolling his eyes. The next thing he heard was the sound of the other stallion stammering at hearing Amethyst talk.
“I apologize I umm hear my laundry calling, I must run!” the other stallion said, the statement was quickly accompanied by the sound of frantic hooves galloping away.
"Si parla italiano, ora mi ha colpito. Dimmi, dove hai imparato a parlare?" [You speak Italian; now I am impressed. Tell me, where did you learn to speak?] Giorgio asked with glee.
"Ho viaggiato in equestroa centrale per molti anni. Io sono un archeologo da scambi ho dovuto imparare tutte le lingue necessarie per sopravvivere. So anche alcuni gryphoa." [I traveled in central Equestria for many years. I am an archaeologist by trade so I had to learn all of the languages necessary to survive there. I even know some gryphon language,] Amethyst replied proudly.
“Grifone lingua, ora che è incredibile, può dire qualcosa del grifone lingua ed è raro che un cavallo apprende la lingua.” [Gryphon language, now that is amazing. Would you say something in the griffon tongue? It is rare that a pony learns that language.]
"Certo, qui si va,” [Sure here I go] Amethyst said before taking a deep breath and continuing in gryphon language, “Tashma madeh kharga pesara fadash'a” (Your massage feels good.)
“Wonderful, now I hate to spoil the good times but this next step will cause you considerable pain, but I promise you that once it’s over you’ll feel a lot better,” Giorgio said.
“Err...ok?” Amethyst hesitated.
“Are you ready? Giorgio asked.
“Yes,” Amethyst said as he winced in anticipation. Soon after Amethyst felt a rather forceful push on the left side of his back. He couldn’t help but cringe as he felt a dull pain shoot through his body. As the pain continued he felt Giorgio furiously rub the spot that hurt the most. After what felt like a few minutes, the pain subsided, and Amethyst felt more relaxed than he had ever felt in his entire life. His eyes partially closed as Giorgio continued the massage.
“Ok miss, I’m done. How do you feel?”
“Like I turned into a pegasus and I’m sitting a nice puffy cloud,” Amethyst replied in a very relaxed tone.
“I am pleased, you can get up now,” Giorgio said. Amethyst got off the table feeling limp as a wet noodle.
“Come again real soon.” Giorgio smiled as Amethyst walked away with a huge relaxed grin on his face. Soon enough, Orchid had put herself in front of Amethyst.
“Soooo how do you feel?”
“Awesome,” Amethyst replied with a lazy smile.
“Yay! now let’s move on to our next room,” Orchid said with a slight clap of her fore hooves.
“I’m sooo ready if it’s as good as that massage was. I can’t wait to get there,” Amethyst said.
“Well follow me then,” Orchid said as she led Amethyst away. The two walked through the halls until Orchid opened another pair of doors. Beyond them lay another room with mares getting their hooves polished by the spa attendants.
“We’re getting hooficures,” Orchid said.
Hooficures? What the hell is this? Amethyst thought as anger started to rise up in him. He contained the bulk of his frustration but his face couldn’t hide his emotions that well.
“Orchid, can I have a word with you…in private?” Amethyst said through clenched teeth.
“Umm sure there’s a mare’s bathroom to the left,” Orchid said as concern built on her face. Soon the two mares found themselves inside a vacant bathroom.
“Orchid, why are you doing this to me?” Amethyst asked doing his best to keep the irritation out of his tone, something which he was largely successful at.
“Doing what?” Orchid asked.
“This whole feminizing thing, the moment I ended up in this body you’ve done nothing but try to turn me into this girly girl thing. The only question I have for you is why? Why are you so gung ho on making me into a ’proper lady’? And don’t say it’s because you’re trying to keep my cover, I’ve learned enough these past few days to know that I probably would have passed fine for a mare without all of these so-called lessons. So for Celestia’s sake tell me why you’re really doing this,” Amethyst almost screamed. His anger soon came to a screeching halt when he noticed tears on Orchid’s cheeks.
“If you really want to know,” Orchid sobbed, “when Misty broke up with me I-I...” Orchid broke out crying for a moment before regaining her composure. “I could barely take it, he was my first coltfirend and he chewed me up and spat me out like a piece of trash! You’re my best friend Amethyst, but you’re a stallion and few stallions know the fine art of making a lady happy.
“I, I was kind of hoping that if you learned a little more about how mares live than maybe, someday when you change back and have a mare to love of your own, you would know how to treat her right. I love you as a friend Amethyst. I can’t bear the thought of seeing you devastated by having a relationship go bad for you the way my relationship with Misty went bad for me. I’m sorry if I’ve made you uncomfortable. I promise I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do anymore.” Orchid resumed crying soon after finishing.
Really! That’s her explanation. I can’t believe she would try and do that to me, Amethyst thought with a scowl. As Amethyst watched Orchid sob to herself, Amethyst couldn’t help but feel guilty for yelling at her.
I sure hope I don’t end up regretting this, Amethyst thought as he glanced around.
Soon after, Amethyst walked over to Orchid. Orchid looked up and watched as Amethyst wrapped his forelegs around her. “It’s ok, Orchid. I know you meant well. However, I just don’t feel right being the lady you want me to be. Listen, I’ll get a hooficure for you. I promised I’d at least try this whole spa thing. I hate seeing a good friend of mine cry, especially you, Orchid. You’ve been through too much. Nopony deserves what happened to you and despite my friendship with Misty, I will never forgive him for breaking up with you the way he did.”
“Oh, Amethyst,” Orchid said as a smile crept across her face. “Thank you for saying that. You’re an awesome friend.”
“You’re welcome Orchid, now shall we get that hooficure?” Amethyst asked with a smile.
“Of course. Hey Amethyst could I ask you to do one more lady-like thing for me?” Orchid asked hesitantly.
“Tell me what it is first,” Amethyst replied.
“I’m having a party with some of my friends, could you come please?”
“Ok Orchid, but that’s the last feminine thing I’m doing. Besides, a party could be fun - when is it?” Amethyst asked.
“Just before the spring festival.”
“Next week then. Excellent, I might be back to normal by then,” Amethyst said with a smile.
“Umm Amethyst...it’s a mare’s only party,” Orchid said matter of factly.
“Oh, well I’m definitely gonna come then, how often does a stallion get a free pass into a mare’s only slumber party?”
“Thanks Amethyst, I promise that I’ll bail you out if they want to do something you’re not comfortable with.” Orchid smiled.
“Thanks Orchid, now shall we finish off this spa trip?”
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The locks on the front door of Amethyst’s store clicked open and promptly was swung open. A blue Pegasus entered through the front door.
“Hey Shard, I’m home early. Yo shard you here?” Misty called out. “Ehh must be in that rickety old castle,” he continued to himself.
Misty began walking through the store until he was back in the living quarters. He propped himself up on the couch and let out an “ahh” as he put his hind legs on the table. “Well that was a bad convention. I never knew that Spitfire could hit so hard.” Misty said as he started rubbing his cheek.
As he sat there, he caught wind of a smell in the air. “Hmmm I know that smell, the delightful scent of Perhaps perfume. wonder where it came from?” As Misty scanned the room he caught saw a red miniskirt on the couch arm and a black mare’s vest. “Wonder whose clothes those are?” Misty thought for a moment. “Oooooh man the smell and these clothes can only mean one thing: Good old Amethyst got himself a marefriend - about damn time he got himself a girl.” Misty smiled.
“I hope she’s hot!” Misty mused as he put his hooves up on the couch.
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4550724 I agree. They scenes in it seemed a bit rushed.
Ok, stories like this aren't usually my thing, but now that I've taken a look, I feel the need to see how it ends.
There seems to be a lot of effort at times to make Amethyst anti-being a mare and yet the rest time he seems to be enjoying it rather a lot. It's a bit confusing. It's almost like he's trying to reject something that doesn't have much to do with Orchid trying to expose him to certain things. An example of this is that instant switch from delirious happy to complaining about a hooficure. That seems inconsistent. If it was really so great, then he should have happily gone on to the next thing I would think. Complaining afterward if it was a letdown, or if it had been mindlessly irritating and taken long enough for the 'massage high' to wear off would make more sense to me.
Aside from the seeming contradictions noted above, the scenes where's he off doing the things that are initially associated with him read as being kind of filler-y because of how little focus/attention is paid to it. It seems of less concern to him based
Is it me or has he been doing a pretty mediocre job of acting like a mare? I think that, excepting plot machinations, someone should totally have caught on/been real suspicious thus far. It's awfully convenient that he's managed not to bump into Misty or anyone who would form serious casual links from mare that bears a strong resemblance to Amethyst, not to mention that identical cutie marks are probably pretty rare.
Also, anyone else think that Orchid likes Amethyst?
I really liked this chapter since Orchid didn't technically lie since she was thinking about the way shes been doing this in a earlier chapter so ayyyy niiicceee.