L11.3
Sweetie was annoyed.
Sure, that in itself was not that strange, but the situation she was in was now was. When Twilight had said ‘experiments’, Sweetie had thought she meant the evil genius kind. Instead, Sweetie was sitting in a chair, stuffed into many different things which were apparently measuring everything.
“Are you sure I said I found nothing? Maybe I said ‘something’.” Twilight was currently going over data that looked like squiggly lines. Sweetie growled in annoyance again, and shifted under the restraints. Really, Twilight had asked that nine times already.
“Twilight, are you going to keep looping on me, or are you going to try something different?” Sweetie glared as Twilight sheepishly smiled. Finally, Sweetie was allowed to leave the device, and she cracked her joints, giving a sigh of relief. Sweetie was used to sitting still for Rarity, but there were limits.
“Alright, here’s a copy of my notes. Hopefully I’ll be able to use them to further this next loop. Is there anything you want to do before you head back home?” Twilight held out a cup of water, which Sweetie gratefully drank. Nodding, she pulled out the book Twilight had given her yesterday.
“Actually, I was wondering if you could help me with the calendar spell. I’m having trouble telling what day it’s saying. I think it might be because of the loop.” Sweetie opened to the bookmark showing the spell, and Twilight mused for a moment. Sweetie concentrated, letting the paper plane drop, and cast the spell.
“See, right now it’s telling me it’s Monday.” Sweetie shook off the spell, and levitated the paper plane back up once more. Twilight blinked, and then face-hoofed.
“Of course, I forgot you don’t have weekends. Here, let me quickly fix that.” Twilight levitated the book up and scratched out the spell, writing the proper one. Sweetie took the book back and tried the spell again, this time it had the correct day. Sweetie nodded once and put the book back in her saddlebags, giving a smile.
“Just remember that spell won’t be able to help you tell if you’re out of the loop. It’s pretty reliable through. Let’s say you suddenly jump back to the start of a loop, it will detect that. Well, should.” Twilight put a hoof to her chin and mused for a moment. Sweetie nodded, and turned to head out the door.
“Thanks again, see ya Twilight.”
“Goodmorning Sweetie Belle.” Rarity smiled as her sister sat down at the table. At first, she had considered making pancakes, but remember that Sweetie would be having them every week. If possible, she would have to leave herself a note with a list of foods Sweetie might like.
“Mmmn?” Sweetie yawned, looking toward the box on the table. Rarity smiled as she leaned over the stove, cooking eggs. Behind her back, she heard the lid slowly being opened, and a gasp of surprise. There was a sudden charging of feet, and Rarity turned just as the small form leapt toward her.
“Thank you!” Sweetie had the doll in her magic. It was perfect, fluffy and yet recognisable as Opal. It even had the irritated, but loving, stare Opal reserved for Sweetie. Pulling the doll out of Sweetie’s magic, Rarity held it out as she looked her sister gently in the eyes.
“This is my gift to you. Something small which can go with you into loops when I’m not aware of it. If you ever get sad, or lonely, remember Opal is here to be annoyed with you for whatever reason.” Rarity chuckled as Sweetie hugged the toy, eyes moist, and smiled at the thought. As if on cue, Opal walked past the kitchen, and glared at them before moving on.
“Knock knock!” Twilight walked into the boutique, and both Rarity and Sweetie walked out to greet her. Smiling, Twilight held a small potted plant, and a bottle of milk in her magic.
“Sweetie Belle, I’ve been thinking how to nail down the specifics of the loop, and I’ve hit an idea. See, trees have a very small magical signature, but milk doesn’t. However, milk does expire, so if the milk expires and the tree grows, we know it is actually aging things around you. If the milk doesn’t expire and the tree grows, we know it’s only affecting things with a magical signature, eg: ponies.”
“Alright.” Sweetie had to admit; that was a LOT smarter than what her test had been. It made her feel very stupid for deciding to do what she had done that night. Levitating the items over, Sweetie grunted, dropping the paper plane. That plant was heavy. Sweetie turned, and slowly walked upstairs to her room.
“Are you planning on going to school?” Twilight tilted her head as Sweetie winced, and put the two items in her room, wiping the sweat off her forehead. Turning, Sweetie scratched the back of her head.
“I was kinda hoping not to. I could really use a break.” Sweetie looked to Rarity as she peeked her head into the room and smiled.
“Of course Sweetie.”
Friday night came around all too soon, and Sweetie waited on her bed as Rarity came over to give a final hug.
“Remember Sweetie, Opal is there if you ever need a hug, as am I.” Rarity felt the shudders as her sister began to cry, and held her as she let out one final tearful goodbye for this loop’s Rarity. In a way, Rarity would be dying from Sweetie’s view, fading and being replaced by someone exactly the same, except a week in the past.
“Goodbye dear sister.” Rarity stepped out the door, and looked back at Sweetie. Sniffing back her tears, Sweetie forced a smile onto her face as she waved goodbye, Opal hugged to her chest. Rarity turned, and headed to her room. The clock ticked forward, and Sweetie turned her attention toward the tree and milk. Placing the tree down, she poured a bit of milk into a cup, and placed it on the other side of her room.
11:59…
12:00.
The tree exploded upwards, punching a hole through the roof. Sweetie watched as some sort of illness passed over the tree, and it toppled over, causing the hole to slide down her wall and nearly level the building. Sweetie waited as the tree’s roots shriveled up, and then the tree rotted away, leaving nothing.
Looking toward the milk, it had spilled over her carpet, but a small bit remained in the glass. Sweetie picked it up and let it drop onto her hoof, and roll down back into the carpet. It was still milk. Which meant Twilight was right. Sweetie turned her head as Rarity leapt into the room.
“Read this,” Sweetie spoke, holding out the note. Rarity quickly read it and paled. Sweetie folded it up and returned it to her saddlebags. After a moment, Rarity blinked and looked toward the damage.
“I’m...going to need some time to...come to terms with this...development.” Rarity turned, and walked robotically back to bed. Sweetie sighed, and looked toward the damage.
For those who need a visual guide:
Blue X is SB
Red is glass of milk
Big green bad attempt at square is where the tree fell.
Window is beside the bed \/ ways.
Here is another poem made by: Divine Path
Living this tragedy, a fantastic view;
staggering, falling,
never into a world new.
Perhaps you will seek and find,
when the darkness grows bleak and the nightmares dim,
the true creature which this charade is behind,
the outrageous behalf of this treacherous sin?
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Poor Rarity, waking up to a tree exploding her home and a sister that is 1/4 of a year older than she's supposed to be.
Dat visual tho
It looks just like her!
5309047 What do you mean by that last bit?
Brilliant chapter, and that picture gave me a good laugh!
you could be a great artist.
can you draw a pony next time
5309135 Sweetie is starting loop 12. 12 weeks = 3 months = 1/4 year.
well minus weekends, so it make take a few more loops to even things out.
When I saw the unread chapter alert I crossed my fingers and hoped for it to be a chapter of this. This is a brilliant story!
You really know how to end a chapter and leaving me wanting for more.
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Lets see. sweetie belle is in a Five day week loop twelve times so far
12 * 5 = 60
365 / 60 = 6.0833333333333333333333333333333
round down to 6
so sweetie has been in the loop for 1/6 of a year
MATH!
5309211 Huzzah math!
This is fantastic! I'm glad Sweetie is getting the grownups engaged in helping her figure this out.
And still. . . not even a hint of speculation about what might have caused the loop. I assume these things don't just spontaneously spring into existence.
5309191 Same with me, and i wasn't disappointed!
Twilight was currently pouring over data
1. Poring. Trust me, before is used to think it was Pouring as well but after some checking, it was Poring instead.
Guess Sweetie didn't have the mind to yell "TIMBER!"
That tree barked up the wrong room.
Least Sweetie didn't cry over spilled milk.
I wonder why Sweetie didn't have the bright fucking idea to do the test outside. Now she'll have to sleep somewhere else for five days and go outside during the next reset so the room can repair itself.
Edit: For those who need a better visual guide, here's a better image of Sweetie's room:
i.imgur.com/Jbq3xt3.jpg
The glass of milk is under the point of view. The tree was in the corner of the room, left of Applebloom's face, and collapsed forward, tearing the wall next to the window.
So much awesome.
More. Zoidberg needs MOAR.
Thank you for the visual aid, i was curious to see the species of tree that grew. From your detailed drawing, it's obvious that it is a Pinus radiata. Known for it's fast growth.
I knew the tree was going to do that. Sweetie really should have seen that coming. Next chapter is going to be awful for Sweetie. When Twilight sees the result of the experiment, she's going to "I wonder what would happen to a pony that was brought through the loop?" and then poor Sweetie will have a breakdown.
5309139 I don't know about that... While Tree has magic and Milk doesn't... Tree is a LIVING BREATHING THING and Milk isn't too... With all the different changes, I am surprised Opal hasn't accidently wandered into Sweetie's room and died.
Also something magical is clearly happening, why not have her sit in a Machine, or have a machine, that measures, reads, or anything, magic when the loop resets?
And I though I was bad with paint (or whatever you used).
Am I the only person who thought Twilight was about to say a bad knock knock joke?
Also, yaay, the tests are go people, the tests are go (except, I'm totally super smart* so I knew that was going to happen).
*if I can still call myself that after somehow thinking 1 x 2 = 3 and 9 + 5 = 11 in a maths test.
5310021 Um, she can't test outside, only things in the room don't reset.
5309200 Ikr? Dat visual at the end!!
you update often...
this pleases me!
5310306 This may seem as a stupid random question, but which language do you speak, you know, as your native langauge?
5310101 Could have been a California Redwood, known for their slow growth...
5310306
Then a shadow in one corner moves, catching twilight's attention and a gravelly voice says, "They Age, They Die; They turn to Dust."
I love that picture man, everything looks so realistic, like I could touch it!
5312593
I know, right? This is way better than anything I've ever seen!!!
5309643
*Collapses into shaking pile of giggles*
Oh my god... that picture... it's so perfect... like, I mean, the depth perception... It's almost like I can touch the picture! Wow!
10/10 for the visual cue
5309106 33.media.tumblr.com/67d1af291239d2297507855861dcc39a/tumblr_nfvqywLXfD1svh7j1o1_1280.png
Shut up. It's data. Don't question it's simplicity.
5310021 I like how it had a picture of a tree...
Read the comments?
5310801 Because it would explode. In tree sap.
Progress is made. Now if only the loops would stay consistent.
Living this tragedy, a fantastic view;
staggering, falling,
never into a world new.
Perhaps you will seek and find,
when the darkness grows bleak and the nightmares dim,
the true creature which this charade is behind,
the outrageous behalf of this treacherous sin?
We shall read on.
Welp...I guess you could say there's no point in crying over that spilled milk!
Ha, tree sap joke.
Magic, of course. Why didn't I think of that!
Now you have to convince Celestia.
5459527
Easy, get the elements to have her write a letter to herself, and all sweetie needs to do is stay in Celly's bedroom for the loop.
Nothing says "im in a time loop" like blinking into existence inside one of the most secure areas in canterlot castle.
Art skills:
Beautiful
5487174
Dude for the love of Celestia stick to writing you're terrible artist.
Wait, what if what happened to the other crusaders, DT, and SS happens to everypony every time and she just doesn't notice it because she's alone in her room? Interesting idea, but it leaves out the new behavior by said ponies later. I wonder if it could be made to fit.
allkpop.com/meme/generate/2013/12/mxv8fi.jpg
6094815 XD
wow nothing says "i love you" like a cat that says "i hate you"
and wow sudden tree growth now rarity needs to believe sweetie belle
5709768 oh man that needs to happen xD
I wonder if these poems have some hidden meanings...
I feel the biggest clue is the insane aging of things like ponies or trees... Like, realistically it should de-age, but instead it speedruns life? Also, I wonder if the tree of this loop will die if Sweetie gets to close to it?