L19.2
Sweetie jolted awake and looked around in a blind panic, not knowing where she was. Eyes finally catching sight of Rarity, Sweetie relaxed as her memories returned, and she breathed in sharply. Rarity had outdone herself yet again with the decorations. Sweetie was a little disappointed in the lack of pink, but it wasn’t her job to make the place look nice. And really, Rarity had done a very awesome job regardless.
“Sweetie Belle, you’re awake! We’re just about done for today, so what do you say we go someplace of your choosing?” Rarity smiled warmly as Sweetie leapt up and hugged her sister, thinking on it. Going somewhere was nice, but she would really like something that would last more than a few hours.
“Mind if we go to the bookstore?” Sweetie saw the disappointed look on her sister’s face and looked away, oops. That must have been a test, and Sweetie had failed. Rarity shook her head, putting on a winning smile.
“Of course Sweetie, and how about we go out to dinner afterwards?” Rarity smiled warmly as Sweetie jumped at the idea, and led her sister to the cab. It took some time to hail, but Rarity looked down and realised Sweetie didn’t care. Thinking fondly of her for a moment, Rarity almost missed the taxi pulling up.
Arriving at the bookstore, Sweetie immediately jumped toward the magic section, looking for any useful books that might help when she was better at magic. Sure, progress was being made, but it was slow going. Sweetie could hold the protection spell while walking now, but it still wasn’t at the level Sweetie needed it to be.
‘Tardis Syndrome? Sounds interesting. Doesn’t somepony in Ponyville call their telephone booth that?’ Sweetie placed the book in her ‘want’ pile, and turned to the next one. This one listed exercises for strengthening her ‘horn muscles’. Sweetie flipped it open to the first page.
“Gyah!” Sweetie flipped backward, the book flying and hitting Rarity on the side of the face. Picking it up, Rarity raised an eyebrow and flipped to the first page, before her white body turned bright red, and she slammed it closed. Trotting over to the counter, she got the store clerk’s attention.
“Uhm, excuse me darling but I think one of ‘those’ books got into the magic section.” Rarity held out the book, and the clerk blushed, quickly stowing it under the counter with a quick apology as he walked away. Rarity walked over to Sweetie, and leaned down.
“Sweetie dear, forget what you saw in that book, it will make sense when you’re older.” Rarity saw the skepticism on Sweetie’s face, and held a serious look. Sweetie sighed, and returned to looking for magic books. Whatever that book was about, Sweetie knew it wasn’t magic.
Sweetie eventually found one more magic book titled ‘increasing magic flow in fillies: A guide for parents.’ Levitating her books, Sweetie moved over to the fiction section and began to look for more fun things to read. Sweetie gasped, the new Human Pals was out. Sweetie quickly slipped it between her magic books, hoping no one saw her taking it.
Lyra had gotten her onto the series one day when Sweetie had tried getting her Cutie Mark in using a lyre as a slingshot. Somehow, tree sap got involved, again. Sweetie plucked out a few thicker tomes, before looking at one sharing the same name as Twilight. Sweetie turned, and blinked as Rarity thrust it back on the shelf.
“Trust me dear, that thing belongs in Opal’s kitty litter box.” Rarity lifted up Sweetie’s books and took them to the counter. Sweetie followed, finished. Proud of herself, she looked over the fifteen books she had managed to find. It was sad that only two were magic books, but it meant she wouldn’t be bored for now.
Following Rarity out, they dropped by the inn to drop off the books, and headed for the restaurant. Sweetie changed into the dress she had worn when getting her Cutie Mark, Rarity changing into something equally fancy. Walking in, they quickly got a table, and looked over the menu.
“I think I’ll have the Royal Crepe with a red wine, what about you Sweetie?” Rarity folded up the menu as Sweetie perused her own.
“I’m thinking the Chef's Salad, I don’t know why but I really like salad. Who would have thought?” Sweetie raised her head and smiled as Rarity chuckled, and quickly ordered for them. As the meal came, Sweetie looked toward the wine.
“Rarity, can I have a taste?” Sweetie pointed to the wine, and Rarity tilted her head and considered it. After a moment, she shrugged and held out her cup. Sweetie sniffed it, and took a sip. Wrinkling her face up, she swallowed and gave it back a moment later. Rarity chuckled, digging into her meal.
“Blegh, how can you like that?” Sweetie shivered, and Rarity giggled once more.
“It’s an acquired taste darling. You’ll love it when you’re older.” Rarity tried to hide her smile as Sweetie tried to get the taste out of her mouth.
“Blegh, nope. I’m never having that gunk again.” Sweetie gulped down her drink, calling the waiter over and asking for some apple juice. If that was what adults drunk, Sweetie never wanted to be an adult. Gulping down the apple juice, Sweetie sighed as the taste finally left, and dug into her meal.
“We’ll see,” remarked Rarity, a sly smile on her face as she looked over at the tables, eyeing the other guests. Sweetie finished her meal quickly, and eventually it was time for them to go. Sweetie frowned, seeing Rarity stumbling as they tried to ascend the stairs toward the room.
If adult drinks did this, and they tasted that bad, why the hell did they drink it? It boggled Sweetie’s mind. Shaking her head, Sweetie helped Rarity into the bed, and slipped into her own. Giving a yawn, Sweetie vaguely noticed it was way past her bedtime. No matter, one late night wouldn’t do any harm.
Just like one sip of Rarity’s wine hadn’t done any harm.
“Ooooh Fancypants,” mumbled Rarity in her sleep. Sweetie’s eyes flared open, and she groaned. Standing up, she grabbed her pillow and blanket, and trumped into the bathroom to sleep on the floor.
Stupid Rarity.
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Sure about that?
5390646
Heh.
And remember me?
Any time travel series on FIMfiction must have at least one Doctor Who reference because reasons.
Agreed, kind of a guilty pleasure for me. The movies being a slightly less guilty pleasure, thanks to Melissa Rosenberg being a better writer.
I am now doing the helicopter to strengthen my horn muscle.
Maybe "that" book is in the right section, with all the wizardy stuff they may have wiener magic
Hmm, lots of sex references...
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I like the Twilight books too. Shame that the Edward's pov-series were scrapped.
A light chapter. :D
Maybe foreshadowing a drunk, porn-reading Sweetie? 0_0
5390994 Eh I would say right subsection wrong main section. After all you wouldn't have the Karma Sutra in a general yoga section it would still be kept with the rest of "it's" kind where kids wouldn't be able to get a hold of it
5390821 I don't usually like Jenna Marbles, but...
...Tell me more about these "horn muscles"...
I don't know, I thought the last Twilight book wasn't too bad, but the second one...*shudder*
Most of this chapter was actually caused by grownups being idiots.
I haven't read Twilight, but I have read Luminosity, which I thoroughly recommend.
If the Doctor Who reference is legit, you think it was him who saved her from the death loop? Seems like the kind of thing he'd be on top of.
One night on my 18th birthday I drank myself under the table. The next morning during the hangover I promised myself I would never drink myself drunk again. While while I have drunk a little alcohol since then I have at most drunk 2, 33cl 2,7% ciders or 1 small glass of whiskey at once.
Sweetie will not be able to stay away forever!
P.S: My alcohol tolerance is ridiculously high, on my 18th birthday I drank enough alcohol to kill a bear (figuratively speaking)... I had roughtly the same amount as the rest of the party combined and I still wasn't the drunkest person there. In fact I was among the lesser drunk people.
And finally, the required Doctor Who reference! It is a timey-wimey fic, after all.
Hay, maybe by the time this is over, Sweetie will want the alcohol. And this salad thing keeps coming up, I wonder if it's important?
5390773 Because potatoes. Not reasons. Potatoes. Aso, did she get the Syndrome book? It might help get her out.
>Sweetie dear, forget what you saw in that book, it will make sense when you’re older
This shit annoys me
>I’m thinking the Chefs Salad
No apostrophe?
>Sweetie’s eyes flared open, and she goaned
*groaned
Horn Muscles. The book of how unicorns make babies and other innapropriate things.
inb4 Dr Hooves.
--Sollace
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Also: interesting to see if reactions to wine are likely to be tied to physical/biochemical age of the drinker, or psychological age.
Come to think of it, if cutie marks are based on memory interacting with the local magical field, than any time Sweetie physically resets during a loop (ie she dies - not known yet if nonfatal injuries carry over or are healed), her mark should vanish, then reappear nearly instantly. I guess it's actually possible this has been happening all along, and she simply hasn't noticed because when she dies she reforms asleep.
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i thought it was because of pears.
5448907
He hates pears. I mean literally, he thinks they're evil. Kind of like how Ditzy thinks English muffins are evil. I don't like English muffins.
Me too, Sweetie, me too
5463620
I personally hate 99% of wines, with very few exceptions.
The only time I like wine is the vinager-y taste of red wine when pared with bread, vinager, and oil.
(And only small quantities of wine at that.)
Booze in general though, I love.
Especially hard liquor. Straight, ice optional.
I find I like my drinks either excessively manly, or excessively girly drinks with lots of sugary tastes.
The Twilight books are decent. Also watch the honest trailer for Twilight
Twilight books?
YES
I have herd that kind of thing before, it ended up with Sweetie belle asking Blueblood for an aging spell so that they can go drinking endless shots with Soarin and Spitfire....Long story.
also Lyra and humans is just the second fandom headcanon you have incorporated to this story, first was trollestia.
~Leonzilla
The Twilight series is literally a "wish-fic, self-insert" kind of story. I believe I saw the author say, "I wish I was Bella" somewhere. That, and read some of those stories around this site, and it'll all make perfect sense.
5592962 What one gets out of a book is directly proportional to what one expects from said book. The Twilight series isn't bad. It isn't good. It is a story, and whether you love it or hate it says more about your expectations than it does about the book.
For me, the story allowed me to escape from real life for hours at a time. Was that healthy? No. But because that is all that I expected out of the series, I liked them.
Some people only like certain stories that are (for lack of a better word) better than Twilight. If you expect anything more than a slightly stalkerish (normal for a romance I assure you) love story, your mindset is wrong and you will not appreciate the book for what it is. And what it is is a slightly stalkerish love story that features teenage ideals of power play. Accept that and it's a good story. Deny that and it's a shitty romance that is highly improbable at best and illegal at worst.
You get exactly what you expect out of the story. That being said: s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/48/35/ab/4835abc1d0ac00a02692f4267364646f.jpg
5392621 Wouldn't that be a twist? I'd love to see that happen.
Wait-wait-wait-WAIT.
Since the Doctor is not strictly an actual Pony (therefore not containing the magic the ponies have within them), and he also is more or less immortal, could we plop him in Sweetie Belle's room and see what happens?
You're god-damn right it does, Rarity!
Well, actually, no. It doesn't. IT MUST BE BURNED! ALL COPIES OF THAT BOOK, AND THE BOOKS IN THAT SERIES MUST BE BURNED! Then, they'll actually be serving a useful purpose! Keeping the homeless warm!
5391391
How The FUCK Could Anyone listen to that Shit?!
5391391 YOU'RE SICK!
Boys! We found our way out! Alons-y!(might have spelt it wrong)
Is the tardis syndrome a real book? I really want to know if i could actually read it, just like a lot of other books referenced in fanfics and shows.
That would definitley be something i would do if i got reality bending powers, read all the referenced books that aren't actually real.
In Dungeons and Dragons, the first thing I do is go to the library to find more spells. Also, what would happen if the Doctor was in the TARDIS in the same room as sweetie when the loop reset?
7276516
Well since he technically isn't in the same room....nothing?
Wow, one glass and rarity's stumbling? What a lightweight. Either that or that's some stupid high-proof wine.
7342579
Since the tarsus isn't magic, yeah, nothing.