Winter’s Howl
Epilogue
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“Hurry up Scootaloo, you’re going to be late for school!” A voice called up the stairs as Scootaloo frantically styled her mane.
“Just give me a minute, Dash!” She called back, “I want to look good for my first day!”
Another familiar voice came from the lower level of the house, “Not much you can do to help that!”
Scootaloo rolled her eyes and giggled at the sound of her brother being struck by Rainbow, along with a hushed 'You're not helping!'.
“I still don’t get why I have to start school before Rainstorm!” Scootaloo complained as she hovered down the stairs. Her wings were fully-grown now, and flying came naturally to her. A flaming scooter adorned her flank, proudly displaying her special talent.
“Because he’s just a little colt, so he doesn’t have to go to school for as long,” Snowstorm explained, “besides, aren’t you excited now? You did nothing but complain how bored you were all summer.”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t ‘gee I sure do want to go to school’ bored! Do you have any idea how extreme that boredom would need to be?!”
Rainbow walked up now, carrying a sack lunch in her mouth, “Oh hush, it’s your last first day. You’ve only got one more year to suffer through.”
Scootaloo grabbed the sack lunch in her own mouth, “Yeah, yeah…just don’t start weather without me ok?” Scootaloo turned and opened the door to see a beautiful summer day before her.
“We already finished kiddo.” Rainbow chuckled.
“Aww man, I needed those bits!” Scootaloo whined.
“For what? You never buy anything except stuff for your scooter!” Snowstorm raised an eyebrow. It was true; she did invest a ton of money into her hobby, almost as much as Snowstorm did into skiing when Hearthwarming came around.
“Well…So? I still want money.”
Don't we all... Snowstorm thought to himself. Suddenly, a loud banging came from upstairs as an energetic little colt proceeded to buzz down the hallway and stairs, bumping into several walls as he flew. He was still a foal, but had picked up flying almost as fast as walking, and seemed to enjoy it more. His coat was sky blue, complimented by a mane displaying a spread of all tints and shades of blue.
“Sis! Where are you going?” The small colt spoke with worry upon arriving at his destination.
“I’m just going to school Rainstorm. I’ll be back in a few hours, ok squirt?”
“Oh…Okay…” Rainstorm hung his little head disappointed.
“I still think it’s adorable he calls Scootaloo ‘Sis’…” Rainbow commented, “he just won’t accept her as 'Aunt', will he?”
“I don’t think so, but it also makes more sense. She’s more of an older sister to him anyway…”
“Mommy? Daddy?” Rainstorm approached his parents with sad, burgundy eyes, “When is Scootaloo coming back?”
“Around three o’clock sweetie. She has school, remember?” Rainbow kissed her son on top of his head.
“What’s school?” He asked, curious now.
“Well, son, School is a place you go to learn new things and make new friends. You’ll be going to school in a few weeks, you know.” Snowstorm spoke confidently.
“So I’ll get to see Scootaloo all the time?!” Rainstorm got excited, and began to levitate off the ground.
“Well no…you’ll be going to a school for foals, a young pony’s school…” Snowstorm explained cautiously.
“Oh…” the young colt’s smile faded, before returning to a hopeful grin, “well, is school fun?”
“No.”
Snowstorm felt a firm elbow jab into his ribs, causing him to let out a heave.
“I mean, yes. Yes it is.” Snowstorm said, out of breath and through winces.
Rainstorm raised an eyebrow before turning to his mother.
“Mom, can I go play with my friends?”
“Of course you can sweetie, just be back by dinner.” Rainbow brought her son close and kissed him again on the cheek before sending him out the door. Rainstorm was greeted by two other energetic colts, both awaiting his arrival. Rainstorm was slightly younger than Scootaloo was when Snowstorm first found her, but was already quite the active pony.
It was amazing how little she and her friends had changed over the years, especially after the disbanding of the cutie mark crusaders. Sweetie Bell had been the first to get her cutie mark, Snowstorm recalled the energetic filly bursting into the home, unannounced, screaming for Scootaloo. Her cutie mark was a bell, with musical notes fallowing out of it. Her singing had taken her many places, and for about a month over this most recent summer, she actually toured with Sapphire Shores.
Applebloom was the next to get her mark, a beautiful apple flower, after realizing that she had a real talent for taking care of beautiful flowers while staying with Fluttershy one weekend. She now ran a gardening business at Sweet Apple Acres, with the full support of her family. Her business almost failed until the death of her Grandmother. Ponies came from all over Ponyville to buy Applebloom’s flowers, all of which ended up adorning the grave of her beloved granny. The bits she raised were enough to buy a small greenhouse, and before she new it ponies came from all over Equestria just to buy her beautiful blossoms.
Scootaloo had continued to ride her Scooter throughout her foalhood, until one day she was invited to compete in an extreme sports contest with other ponies from all over Equestria. The princesses themselves even attended, and watched in awe as Scootaloo performed the first ever 900 degree turn off a skate ramp, and was awarded with first prize along with her very own cutie mark.
After all of the events the three continued to stay friends, and even supported each other in their endeavors, often attending concerts, garden displays (particularly difficult for Scootaloo), and skate shows.
Surprisingly to everypony, Applejack had married the mare of her dreams, and to the mare no pony suspected, Rarity. As it should later turn out, the opposites attracted in strange ways, and the confession of feelings was interesting to say the least. Rainbow was asked to be the mare of honor at the ceremony. She happily agreed.
Ms. Warmhearth had left the town shortly after the birth of Rainstorm, and opened up a new hotel outside of a ski slope. She was having much more success with her business, and enjoyed having the summer off, frequently visiting Snowstorm and the other residents of Ponyville.
After the death of her husband, Snowstorm’s mother moved to Ponyville, helping her son in his frantic process of becoming a father at such a young age. Icicle now cared for Scootlaoo every other week, still as loving and supportive as ever, despite the trauma of her recent past.
Pinkie Pie was given the opportunity to throw the two biggest parties of her life, the first, for Snowstorm and Rainbow’s wedding. The ceremony and reception were both incredibly rushed in planning, but Pinkie managed to throw together the a bash to rival the Grand Galloping Gala. Conveniently, said party, along with some hard apple cider, gave Applejack the ‘courage’ to admit her feelings for Rarity. Rarity, whom had also partaken in a fair amount of rose wine, admitted she returned said feelings. Their wedding was only three months later.
Fluttershy had become a veterinarian, and enjoyed her job more than anything. She had met somepony who could help her with her courage issues, who ended up being tricked by Fluttershy into coaching her through confessing her love for him. Soarin retired from the Wonderbolts to live with Fluttershy, and for the first time in years, a position had opened up in the flying acrobatic team. A position Rainbow refused immediately.
Twilight continued to study under Princess Celestia, and was the first pony to ever develop a spell that could teleport ponies, and be used by any unicorn. When it was decided that Twilight had learned more than her teacher could ever imagine, she was hired as a teacher of magic in Canterlot. She spent her weekends and summer in her ‘true’ home of Ponyville.
Snowstorm sighed as he watched his son hop away with his friendsm chatting about the upcoming days events, and how they would ‘cram as much summer’ into each day of remaining vacation as possible.
Snowstorm turned to Rainbow, “Did we have any plans for the day?”
“Not that I know of. Why?”
“I was thinking of visiting the cemetery.”
“I’ll join you.” Rainbow spoke gently
Snowstorm and Rainbow approached a tombstone, one amongst hundreds, with nothing extraordinary to set it aside from its crowd. Snowstorm sighed as he crouched down next to the stone and spoke quietly.
“I really miss you dad. Mom is doing well and helping us a lot with Rainstorm…I…I wish you could be here to watch your grandson grow, I know you’d be so proud of him…he starts school soon and I know you’ll help look after him when I’m not around.” Tears began to form in the corners of Snowstorms eyes before a protective wing shooed them away.
Snowstorm set down wreath of beautiful apple blossoms, leaning against the stone
“These are for you…”
And now the story is complete.
Maybe you could've done more, but the majority of that 'unfinished' feeling the last chapter (at least for me) is gone.
Well done sir, I shall be looking forward to more from you
This is one of the sweetest stories i have ever seen it brought tears of sorrow and tears of joy to my eyes, the only thing i don't like is that its over. Thank you for this wonderful story
Lil' Miss Rarity, wait Fluttershy is a VETERAN?! Holy crap!
yay, epilogue is done, now all you need to do is write "WInter's howl: Childhood chronicles" About Rainstorm's life and getting married and SnowStorm staying with rainbow until the very end and such.
And remember if you don't do a second story, then you can bet you, all the ip banning in the world wouldent stop me from spamming your inbox until you say you will.
Then again, it dosent even have to be a romance at all, i just want to see more of what you can write. This story is only second to Until you met her,
I will say what i said to john bon pony, anything you write i will read, even if it is a cupcakes spin-off.
Cool story bro. One of the best I've read in a good while, actually.
81734
Fluttershy is a veterinarian, it means shes like a vet, a doctor for animals, not a VETERAN...
if she became a veteran id be like HOLY CRAP
very good ending, i loved this series in particular
My one problem with this epilogue? It's the end.
Thanks for the great story!
. . .Although I am kind of disappointed that it's over.
Also are you ever going to write a sequel to this story?
Thank you,
Thank you for writing a story about love and loss. Thank you for writing a story with both joy and depression. Thank you for writing characters with believable personalities and emotions many can relate to. Thank your for taking the time to write something for others to enjoy.
I look forward to reading your future works whatever they maybe... unless it's a cupcakes spin-off.
--NAT
It's cute and happy and sad all at the same time... Dawwayahhh?
Fin,
I will miss this series. It was so well written, funny, sad, heartwarming, triumphant and it was updated regularly. I can't wait til the next chapter. A lot of people are a tad disappointed that it's over, but I look at it this way. The ending of this fic means a new story can be focused on and written. So, I raise my glass to you and as they say in my old country of Russia, "Za tee bya"(English phonetic translation and it means "to you.")
One character you forgot:
Spike- Got his GED, went to college at the University of Mareami, came back to Ponyville and getting ready for job at Ponyville Urgent Care as the new doctor. Spike MD: he's sarcastic, witty and walks with a cane.
Either that or he became a piano teacher and has been dating Vinyl Scratch.
I seriously, can't wait til the next project, I'd normally leave by saying something profound and introspective, but....screw it here's this.
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Peace Out, so long and thanks for all the fish.
The only bad part about this story is that it ended.
I dont know what or how but PLEEASE DO A SEQUALyou must,you must you must
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Вы из России? И я тоже! Когда вы перемещаете к государствам?
81734 she is a veterinarian. It's a doctor, only they specialize with animals.
I can't believe it's all over. Applejack/Rarity is always a good combonation. Well done. This is a great Christmas gift! Rainstorm seems an appropriate name for the colt, cause snowbow sounds kind of stupid. Great work once again!
Wonderful story. I give my thanks to you for writing such a heartwarming tale.
Thank you, and merry christmas!
Whoa, my supposedly "twin" made this story!?
Still, I loved the story and you get a 5/5 from me
That was an amazing story. Good job have as many internet points as you want, you deserve them.
I LUV DIS STORY! Thank you SO much! A very well-balanced, beautiful Epilogue, filled with both happiness and sorrow... Well played, good sir!
( Also, I couldn't help but notice, sorry... '...before she new it...' you forgot the k in front of knew... Also '...watched his son hop away with his friendsm chatting about the upcoming...' Extra m at the end of friends, lol. Just trying to help!)
~ Moonstone, Minstrel of Equestria
This is the 2nd best fic i have ever read ever. Second only to until you met her, but only by such a small margin that is is literally unmeasurable in it's distance. The only thing i didn't like about this story is that AJ seemed like a douchebag for when she was in it
it's over?!
the applejackXrarity thing threw me off a bit. or should i say Applesac and Charity??
I loved every moment of this story and I can't thank you enough!
Best. Story. I. Have. Ever. Read. Demand. Sequel.
"The princesses themselves even attended, and watched in awe as Scootaloo performed the first ever 900 degree turn off a skate ramp, and was awarded with first prize along with her very own cutie mark." ^ You mean 90 right? There's only 360 degrees, before something comes full circle.
@ThePhantomAssassin That's kind of the point...
@ the Epilogue: Previous griping aside, t'was a good epilogue-concise and to the point withought being terse
felt a lil' playful, too^^;
It just doesn't feel like the end... but I don't know what else you could really add....
I cried like a girl from this fic... This is a bucking masterpiece.
However, I am not very forgiving, so you will make a sequel, NOW.
Or suffer the consequences
81734 "I've seen some things man, and some stuff…, I don't recommend it, unless you want to"
I feel like that last bit should have been an 80's movie montage set to "Don't you forget about me"