• Published 26th Feb 2015
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Sunset Helpers - Spirit Shift



Sunset's life is finally getting the boost it deserves, let's hope that she can keep it that way.

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CH18: Present to Future

“Apple Bloom?” echoed Applejack.

Apple Bloom angled her head to look around Sunset. Her wide eyed look only worsened when she saw Applejack staring back up at her. Looking from Sunset to her sister, Apple Bloom let out a small yelp, almost as if she were just exposed to her two worst fears. She quickly slammed the door shut and locked it.

“Apple Bloom!” Applejack repeated, stomping up the path towards the door. “Apple Bloom!” she yelled slamming on the, surprisingly sturdy, wooden door. “What in Sam Hill are you doing up here without anybody knowin’?!”

Behind the door the two could hear the sound of frantic footsteps and hushed whispers. Finally, things quieted down and someone else opened the door.

Unfortunately for Applejack it wasn’t her sister but rather a tall, older, dark-skinned woman with a grey and white mohawk. Over her dark grey tank top she wore a dark brown lab coat made from natural fabrics as a matching skirt. In addition to that she also wore a plethora of golden rings, in her ears on her hands and even four chokers going up her neck. Interestingly enough, she was also barefoot.

At the sight of Sunset, the woman gave the two a gentle smile. “Ah, Sunset Shimmer, this truly is a pleasure. To see you once again, it feels like a treasure,” she said, her tone even and rhythmed, To Applejack it was like listening to someone recite a poem.

Sunset however, struggled to meet her eyes. “H-hi, Zecora. I’m sorry for… you know, not showing up this entire time… and for everything else.”

Zecora reached down and lifted up Sunset’s chin to force her to meet her gaze. For a full minute Zecora studied her. “Your eyes shine far brighter, my dear, and your soul has become just as clear. Your time away is not what I mind; what I care most about is that you’ve returned refined.

Sunset could only smile at her praise. Her worries eased her, and just bearly, she could feel her muscles relax as she let out a relieved sigh.

Applejack, while struggling to retain her manners, couldn’t help but look around and try to peek into the house for her sister. “Umm, excuse me, Ms. Zecora. But Ah could’ve sworn that Ah saw my little sister in there. Ya see she doesn't exactly have permission to be up here.”

Zecora put a finger to her chin and rose a skeptical brow. “Mmhm.” Turning around, she proceeded to call into the home. “Apple Bloom, come to the door, what this one says is not what you said before.”

While she called into the house, Dash continued to leisurely wait on the path. Out of the corner of her eye a figure ran into the trees behind the house. Turning her head she watched Apple Bloom flee past her.

“Hey, Applejack… Bloom’s fleeing the scene.” Applejack turned just in time to watch Apple Bloom cross the bridge and run back towards town. “Want me to chase her?” asked RD.

“Nah, ‘s alright.” Applejack narrowed her eyes and glared after her. “She’ll get what’s coming.” Turning back to Zecora she removed her hat and apologized. “Ah’m mighty sorry if mah sister… or her friends… caused you any sort of trouble.”

Zecora just waved her off. “No, allow me to apologize, I forgot that when dealing with children, I must be more wise. Please, come with me, I will brew you all some herbal tea.”

After waving to the others, all seven of them carefully made their way into her home. Inside, the group eagerly looked around as they passed through what was otherwise a comfy looking home. Everything had been made with varnished wood and had been very clean and shiny. Rarity, now self conscious, looked down at her and her friends’ feet to make sure they were clean.

Unlike Sunset’s home where the front door led directly to the living room, and that room connected to other rooms, Zecora’s front door connected to a large hallway and in the hallway were individual doors that connected to individual rooms. Like she normally would, Pinkie eagerly peaked into each room that she had passed. She found the kitchen that had clearly been fireproofed. The wood had been polished to the point of reflection and the table in the middle the room had been made of black wood that made Rarity, who passed by, do a double take thinking it was marble.

While there were several more rooms and a set of stairs down at the end of the hallway, the group stopped halfway down the hall; in front of a regular looking door.

“Please, seat yourselves comfortably, I will return with your tea momentarily,” said Zecora. With a kind smile, she opened the door and allowed the girls in as she continued down the hall towards a different room.

Inside, the girls looked around to see that they were probably in the sitting or living room. It was a rather bland room with not much in it beyond a comfy brown couch and several cushioned chairs surrounding a glass table on the floor. Lining the walls were multiple bookcases. In addition, there sat a large stone fireplace in front of the table.

One by one, each of the girls sat on one of the chairs. Coco and Sunset sat in a pair of cushy brown seats on the right side of the room while Rainbow Dash immediately took the recliner on the left. In the middle of the room, the other four girls sat down on the large couch.

“This place is pretty boring don’t you think,” complained Rainbow as she made herself comfortable in the seat. Sitting back in the seat she was quick to put up her feet. “Aside from this cool chair, there’s nothing in this house.”

Rarity let out an offended gasp while Fluttershy gave a similar, smaller gasp in addition to a slight glare. “Rainbow Dash,” chastised Rarity, “this home is beautiful; It has an amazing simplistic and natural look.”

Fluttershy nodded in agreement. Closing her eyes she brought a hand to her chest and began daydreaming, her mouth growing into a contented smile. “I know I would give anything to live out here. I could bring all my animal friends with me and I could take care of them to my heart’s content.”

Sunset, already comfortable in the chair, crossed one leg over the other and leaned on one of the arm rests. “There’s more to this house than you think, Rainbow,” Sunset smirked.

Applejack shrugged. “I like it, Ah just wanna know why my sister was up here.”

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. Turning to look at the door, she leaned forward in her seat and asked in a hushed voice. “I wanna know why… what was her name, Zecora? Why does she speak like that?”

Sunset raised a brow in confusion for a second before it clicked in her head. “Oh, What? You mean the rhyming?” She let out a small giggle. “Sorry, I’ve gotten used to it so I didn’t notice.”

Coco nodded happily in agreement. “I think it’s an incredible talent to be able to rhyme like that so naturally. I would love to have that ability.”

Pinkie cocked her head and gave a curious look towards Rainbow. “I think it’s funny sounding. Do you have something against it, Rainbow?”

Rainbow narrowed her eyes and sat back in her seat, crossing her arms sullenly. “Not… really, I was just curious is all. She’s probably from some other country or…” Suddenly her eyes widened and her head snapped to Sunset who was already shaking her head, apparently having followed her train of thought.

“Nope, she’s not from my world. Though I suspect there’s a Zecora there too,” she answered.

“Then does she know about you?” she asked.

“Indeed,” everyone’s heads snapped towards the entrance where Zecora stood with a tray of several green ceramic cups. With her appearance, Sunset suddenly stiffened.

“I have heard the tales of Sunset’s previous life, the world of which she hails, as well as her strife.” As she spoke she quickly moved around the room and placed the tea in each of the girls’ hands. “I am aware of what has transpired, especially surrounding the power she desired.”

Coco, sipping her tea, looked up to Zecora curiously. “Did she tell you or did you find out somehow?”

Sunset blushed slightly as Zecora turned and grinned at her. “A little bit of both actually. I didn’t really have a choice.”

Pinkie, seeing her friend blush, quickly jumped on the subject. “Ohhh, embarrassing story time? What happened?”

Sunset sighed and took a sip from her tea. “Well, like I told you, Zecora here is what’s called an herbalist. She works with special plants to make medicine. However, because of her particular talents she more like an alchemist. She makes it her business to seek out plants with strange properties. Because of this she has a lot of…” Sunset drifted off for a second, as if looking for a specific word. “...equipment, to help her look for odd energies, namely magic. So when I stepped into her lab for the first time…”

Everyone seemed to get the idea when they all shared the same amused grin. Zecora simply noded while Sunset dipped into her seat. “I was afraid that my tools were failing, luckily Sunset was quick to explain from where she was hailing. After that point though, her help was always appreciated, even though she was always a little… agitated.”

“I’m sorry!” blurted Sunset, bowing in her seat. As all heads turned to her Sunset continued fervently with her apology that she had begun earlier in front of Apple Bloom. “I realize that I treated you terribly and disrespectfully in the past even though you only tried to help and—”

She paused when Zecora placed both palms on her shoulders and gently sat her upright. “Sunset, calm yourself, please, relax and deeply breathe,” she soothed gently. “For the past, I hold no ill will, in fact I am proud to see your life go uphill.”

Sunset’s eyes began tearing up and one by one her nerves began to relax. “S-so you mean I can still work here with you?” When Zecora nodded Sunset immediately leaned forward and pulled her into a tight hug.

After a second Sunset wiped her face and sat back down. As she did, Zecora turned back to the group and looked over them with a bright smile. “I see that while I was gone you have made friends most dear, please, if you would, regale me of the tales of the past year.”

Rarity was the first to volunteer. “Of course. But please before we start, take my seat; I don’t feel comfortable with our host standing while we lounge in all your chairs.”

However, before she could stand up Applejack was already out of her chair. “Nah, she can have mine, I don’t mind standing up.” And with that, Applejack took up a spot leaning against the nearby wall.”

Rainbow sucked her teeth. “Thinks she’s so cool,” she muttered, crossing her arms, her feet still propped up in the recliner.

On the other side of the room, Coco leaned over her seat to whisper to Sunset. “So, should we tell her… everything?”

Sunset shrugged. “I don’t see why not, she knows about most things…” Her eyes drifted over to Zecora who was graciously accepting Applejack’s seat and talking with Rarity. Slowly her eyes lowered into a flat look, as if an unamused memory suddenly resurfaced in her mind. “Plus, I really wouldn’t try to lie or hide anything from her. It just won’t work, trust me.”

So together, starting with Rarity, the group told Zecora of the events of the last four months. For the fall formal, though ashamed, Sunset took up the role of explaining.

After Sunset finished her part, Zecora simply nodded slowly. “Ahh, through her lust for power her mind was infected, unfortunately… it was something I had undoubtedly expected.”

Pinkie practically hopped out of her chair. “What! You knew she was gonna turn into a big evil red genie?!” She yelled, moving past Fluttershy and Rarity and appearing in front of Zecora’s face with huge sad, eyes. “Why didn’t you try to stop her?”

Sunset quickly stood up and moved Pinkie away. “She probably did, Pinkie. I wouldn’t listen though. Plus, I’m not surprised that she saw through my plan.”

Zecora couldn’t help but chuckle. “A devious plan is always hard to conceal, when my most dangerous potions you were always trying to steal,” she said, looking up at Sunset with a sly look.

Sunset’s face gradually turned redder and she sat Pinkie back down in her seat.

After Sunset had retaken her seat the girls continued on with their story. From Sunset’s sulking to the various attempts by the other girls to cheer her up, to Rarity explaining the fashion show, to even the situation with Daring Do.

Rainbow nearly jumped out of her chair, eyes wide in surprise. “You’ve worked with Daring Do!”

Zecora, though calm, was slightly taken aback by the sudden exclaim. “Indeed,” she began. “She comes to me for advice and support of all sorts, though if you were to ask I’m sure she’d deny it, of course.” Zecora let a small sigh and shook her head. “Though, ‘I work alone’ was always her motto, her bravery is a trait we should all follow.”

Smirking, Rainbow reclined back into her seat. “Don’t gotta tell me twice! Who knows, she might have put you in one of her books at one point without me realizing it.” She turned her head to look at Sunset. “Later we should go through the books to see if we can find Zecora!”

While Sunset nodded, Zecora simply shook her head. “Looking for me would be time not well spent, for my inclusion in her series, I was sure to prevent.”

“Still though,” said Coco, “I don’t like to think that Miss Daring Do is someone that holds back credit, I’m sure there’s at least a proxy in her story.”

“Speakin’ of stories,” interrupted Applejack tipping up her hat, "we should finish up ours. It’s gettin on in the day an’ Ah still wanna ask our host here a few questions.”

The girls nodded and continued the story, Coco shyly finishing off the parts about the talent show, her chewing out the bullies, and how they are now living together. All the while Zecora listened respectfully, head down and eyes closed, as if seeing it all occur before her.

After Coco finished her part the girls waited silently for her response.

“Like I said, by lust for power I could sense she would be afflicted, but that she would find loyal friends I had also predicted.” Zecora turned to stare straight into Sunset’s eyes as she continued. “Sunset I am proud of how much you’ve matured, from a spoiled young chick to a newly freed bird. And I can see that you’re struggling to rebuild the bridges you’ve burned, but you must never forget to cherish the friendship you’ve already earned.”

Sunset, gaped at her, for an instant, she saw an image of Celestia next to Zecora, both sporting the same mentorly look. Sunset had no doubt that the Princess would have said something similar. She felt a pang of melancholy but nodded resolutely regardless.

Zecora looked around the rest of the room. “Now I’m sure you all have at least one inquiry, so one by one, I will now answer them to the best of my ability.” She then made it a point to look directly at Applejack.

The cowgirl nodded and jotted a thumb behind her. “What was mah sister doing up here?”

“Was she supposed to be Sunset’s replacement?” snickered Pinkie, much to Sunset’s annoyance.

Zecora nodded. “Ah yes, the girl in the red bow; she and her friends had wandered up here a while ago. After an odd event which, she did help to contain, she proceeded to come back every now and again. Her presence is neither intrusive nor obstructive so I deemed nothing bizarre. However, I had never thought about whether she was allowed to be up this far…” she finished in a flat voice, accompanied by a flat stare towards Applejack who was nodding in understanding.

“Yeah, she’s not allowed out any further than the mall,” she explained. “But I don’t blame ya none cuz ya seem like a nice person. I’ll have a talk with Apple Bloom when Ah get home.”

Pinkie raised her hand up high. “My turn! My turn!” She squealed, bouncing up and down. “You study alchemy right! Does that mean you turn gold into frosting and stuff?”

And to that, Zecora couldn’t help but laugh. “I-I’m sorry to remove your sense of glory but synthesizing gold—or from—is nothing but a children's story,” she said through her laughs. “Alchemist is what Sunset calls my employment but the truth is I’m nothing but a scientist. Specifically, a botanist.”

Sunset nodded. “Zecora works with plants and the like that have strange anomalies. For example in this forest, if you compare two leaves from two separate but identical trees, it’s possible that one would have strange and inexplicable properties. I’ve concluded that some of the trees were exposed to magic seeping into this forest somehow, but we can’t figure out where the source is, or even if there is one.”

Sunset glanced at Zecora. “Apparently, it’s not just this forest, but all over the world. She’s always dealt with them, but she found that there’s a higher concentration of, quote/unquote, ‘magical’ plants here. I think this may have something to do with the portal to Equestria. In fact, that was the entire reason I wanted to work under her.” Sunset shrugged. “Of course I had no other proof than some strange plants here and there.”

Before anyone else could say anything Pinkie threw her hand up again and shouted, “Can I see your lavatory?!”

Rarity just stared at her. “Do you need to use it?”

Zecora chuckled and stood up. “I think she means my mixing lab. I don’t mind showing, though it is a bit drab.”

Opening the door, each of the girls followed Zecora out of her sitting room and down to the end of the hall where they saw a twin set of stairs going in both directions on the right and left walls. Zecora led the group down the set to the right.

Zecora led them into the basement,. As they descended, and it came into view, each of the girls let out a gasp of amazement at the sight of it. Finally, halfway down the stairs, Zecora stopped and waved her arm around, presenting her work room.

Down here, the room’s walls were far curvier and more natural looking. Odd masks and bottles of all sorts hung from the walls and ceilings. Branches grew along the wall weaving the structure of the place of its own accord and vines and leaves grew around the room with reckless abandon. Along the ground was a basic green room where growing plants of all sorts sat organized in several distinct rows under bright, warm lights. The room seemed to encompass the entire base area of the cottage.

Fluttershy leaned over the railing to look out at it all. “It’s beautiful,” she gasped.

Sunset, impressed, looked over at her. “You expanded, I see.” Zecora nodded and Sunset glanced at the ceiling. “Can we see the other half? I wanna see what you did with it.”

Zecora, walking past her up the stairs, gave her a sad smile. “Sorry to disappoint you but it is substantially less. Because of a recent business change, the lab I had to compress.”

As she walked away, Sunset gave her a curious look. “Are you not going freelance anymore?” She asked as Zecora led them up the second set of stairs. To the group's collective surprise this room seemed to be the opposite of the basement in every way. If the basement had been the size of the entire first floor the second floor about the size of the sitting room. Not only that but unlike the basement which looked like a botanical garden, this room looked like a research facility. Tools and strange devices littered the area around a large cauldron that sat placed in the middle of the room connected to a bevy of tubes and scanning equipment.

While the rest gaped once more Sunset and Zecora continued to talk. “Over the break an old friend of mine gave me an invitation. I accepted after giving some thought to the situation.”

Sunset gave Zecora a flat look as her answer had only raised further questions. But before she could voice them, Zecora turned back down the stairs, calling behind her.

“I suppose that’s enough sightseeing, my dear. It’s getting late, and the moon may already be out, I fear.”

Following her down the stairs and out the front door, the group looked around to see that the sun had indeed begun to set.

Fluttershy looked around until she saw the faint silhouette of the moon. “Oh, my... she’s right.”

“Will you girls be alright? I would hate to worry about sending you home at night,” said Zecora.

Applejack reached into her pockets and pulled out her phone. “Iffin any of y’all don’t wanna take the bus home Ah’m sure Ah can get Big Mac to come an’ get us.”

Sunset turned back to Zecora with a shrug. “We’ll get home alright so don’t worry about us. I’m glad I got to see you again and I’ll be sure to come and help out as much as possible,” she said earnestly.

Zecora reached over and gently patted Sunset’s head. “Don’t you worry about coming here everyday, whether you’re with your friends or at school I’m sure you’ll see me anyway.”

The girl could only tilt her head in confusion as Zecora shut the door with a wry smile.

~~~

Sunset let out a loud yawn as she entered the gymnasium alongside Coco and Rainbow Dash, the latter giggling at her.

“Did you get any sleep last night,” joked RD stopping in front of the door.

Sunset gave her a flat stare. “It’s not about getting to bed at night it’s about it still being cold enough that I don’t wanna get up in the morning.”

Coco, meanwhile beamed as she looked around the bustling gym, the area full of students chatting away and walking around. “I’m really excited, this is the first announcement I’ve been to at CHS. Where are the chairs? Do we all just stand and wait? Or should we sit on the bleachers?” She turned to glance at the multiple large bleachers that seemed to seat the majority of the rest of the school.

Rainbow smirked at her excitement and opened her mouth to answer. However, instead of words she ended up letting out a surprised yelp, falling over Trixie as she made her great and powerful way past. Standing in front of the group, Trixie pointed to Coco.

“To answer the new girl’s question, unless you want to sit on those crowded and uncomfortable stairs then we all stand and wait for Principal Celestia to deliver the news, however boring and time wasting it is.” She then pointed at Rainbow who was picking herself off of one knee. “But that doesn't mean you clog the entryway, Rainbow Dash. Hmph,” she finished, flicking her hair.

Rainbow, seething, stood right up to Trixie. “That doesn't mean you can just push people around!”

Trixie scoffed and turned her head away. “Please, when you’re as great and amazing as I am you don’t have time to ask bugs to move away.”

“Your two-bit stage magic wasn’t anything to look at before,” argued Rainbow before giving Trixie a wrathful smirk. “But it’s even less interesting now that we know actual magic exists!”

Trixie fumed and sent a death glare to Sunset who was in the middle of another yawn before freezing up at Rainbow’s words. “H-hey don’t bring me into this!” she stammered.

“Speaking of malevolent magic, Trixie would like to have some words with you, Sunset Shimmer,” she seethed. “But first, Rainbow Dash, how dare you call Trixie’s abilities fake. They were real to begin with even before that demon made this school her nest!”

Seeing Sunset flinch from that verbal pimp smack, Coco decided to step in. “H-hey, girls can you please calm down, people are starting to look over here,” she pleaded, nervously glancing around.

Rainbow looked around to see that Coco was right as people were starting to stare. Not willing to get in more trouble with her father, than she already was from her grades, she backed off.

Crossing her arms, she took a few steps back and turned away, choosing to face the back wall while Trixie turned to face the stage. “Whatever,” grumbled Rainbow. “So what are we even here for anyway?”

Trixie rolled her eyes and another voice sounded out, echoing over the room.

“Well if you would kindly turn around, Rainbow Dash, I’d be happy to tell you.”

Stiffly, Rainbow turned around to see Principal Celestia looking right at her with an amused look. “Thank you. Now students, my announcement is fairly short and, I admit may only concern a few of you. But since I see this school more like a family than a student body and faculty I thought you all should be here when I announce that our beloved teachers, Mr. Cranky Doodle and Mrs. Matilda will be retiring early. Apparently, they’ve won the lottery and are going sightseeing. I, and I hope all of you, wish for them the best.”

While the rest of the gym filled with the hushed chattering of students, Rainbow silently fist-pumped at the news. Meanwhile, Coco leaned over to whisper to Sunset. “I know what Mr. Doodle teaches… err taught, but what did Mrs. Matilda teach?”

“She was head of the performing arts department, she taught drama class and the PA elective class that Rainbow, Pinkie, and I were going to be in this semester.”

“Egh,” Sunset glanced over at Trixie who had her tongue stuck out and was making a disgusted face. “That means that you two and I are in the same class then… how unpleasant.”

“Now, students,” called Celestia. “This has left us a bit short handed. Though we were able to fill a few of the positions rather easily by having currently employed teachers volunteer, we still found ourselves short. So…” Celestia hesitated, “I had to reach out to an old friend of mine to fill the position.”

Sunset immediately thought back to the other day and her mouth grew into an impressively wide grin. “No way,” she whispered.

On stage Celestia nervously moved her hand and gestured to the side of the stage. “Now today I would like you to meet your new teacher—”

Then, all at once the lights shut off, leaving the room completely dark. In the frantic chatter of the dark room there was a splattering sound and a single spotlight came on above Celestia who could only sigh as a deep voice began to laugh, its chuckling echoed throughout the gym.

“Oh, Celestia, don’t be so reluctant.”

Trixie let out a loud gasp when she recognized the voice. In that instant the entire stage suddenly whirled around, moving Celestia away and revealing several large neon arrows pointing down to a single figure, with black hair and a white beard wearing mismatched shoes and gloves, comfortably sitting in one of the school chairs.

“After all… it’s only me.” As he said that a second neon sign popped up right above his head. The sign was also printed with the word “Discord!!” with large, multi-colored lettering in addition to its tiny voice saying it out loud.

The room was awash with cheers as some the students lost their minds with excitement. Though some of them were confused, the ones who weren't cheered loud enough to drown out what may have been Celestia banging on the back of the stage to be let back in, or the sound of a body hitting the ground near the back of the gym.

Ignoring Trixie, who had fainted for some reason, Coco stood in shock at the the sight of Sunset who had, at some point during the blackout, had a pie thrown in her face.

In addition to staring at Sunset, Coco had also been giving glances to a smiling little girl whom she could have sworn wasn’t standing there before. Ignoring her for the moment Coco fell out of her shocked state and quickly got to trying to remove the pan from Sunset’s face.

Once she removed it, Sunset wiped her eyes and opened them, only to see the man on stage staring directly at her. Looking into his odd yellow and red orbs, Sunset felt a shiver go down her spine. Needless to say, she had a really bad feeling.

Breaking his gaze from her, Discord stood up and, pulling a long cane out of his shirt pocket and leaning on it, he looked out over the crowd. “I’m impressed. When I first found out that I was popular even over here, I didn’t believe it.” The crowd cheered louder. “Well now that I see it for myself, I can most definitely say that I’m going to have a lot of fun!”

Author's Note:

A/N
Oh yeah... now we're cookin' with Chaos! Chaos and SCREWS! BTW This is actually how I imagine Discord in the EQG world, but with grey skin.... and a top hat.

Also, good luck figuring it out.