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What Hurts More - FerociousCreation



Flash Sentry has been having the same dream every night; he dreams of Twilight Sparkle. And every day, he is reminded that the Twilight in his world is not the one he knows. But despite his dreams, he is not the only one having trouble with coping.

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Memory in the Locker

What Hurts More

Ch. 5

“Ooo!” Pinkie Pie reacted with glee. “That sounds like fun!” She placed her frownies in her backpack, eager to get a move on.

“I wouldn't mind going,” my world’s Twilight imputed. “It would be nice to see my other self’s estate.”

The suggestion was a good one and I too was curious as to what Twilight’s world looked like. “So what should we expect in your world?” I ask the princess.

“Well for starters, you might not be yourself when you enter,” the princess pointed at me.

That was not the response I was expecting, but then again, she comes from another world. She could have said anything, really. “I guess I will find out.”

So far everyone, including myself, was on board with going to Twilight’s magical world. That is, except for Sunset Shimmer. “I guess I can come…” She stared at the ground unsure about the suggestion in going to another dimension. “But will I be welcomed back Twilight?”

My eyes looked to the princess in hopes to be informed on what Sunset Shimmer meant. Even Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle were curious as well as I was. “Are you worried Princess Celestia won't want you to come back?” the princess asked Sunset.

“WHAT!?” Pinkie Pie screamed, flabbergasted at what she had just heard. My ears began to ring loudly at the girl’s sudden outburst. Despite my now hurt ears, I was shocked to hear what Twilight had to say. “Your world’s Celestia is a princess?!”

“Yeah,” Sunset responded. “Kinda funny how this world’s Celestia is a principal and the Equestira equivalent raises the sun.”

“WHAT?!” Pinkie Pie screamed yet again. “She does?!”

“You don't have to shout…” I grumble with my head now hurting again; this time due to loud noises and not a blunt strike to the head.

“Sorry…” The pink girl reached behind her and received a frownie. “I have a hard time having an indoor voice…” She then took a small bite from the treat.

My world’s Twilight slightly chuckled before attempting to speak; probably laughing at Pinkie Pie’s fluctuating attitude. “That sounds interesting how both Celestias are leaders in different aspects.” That was surly interesting.

“But anyways,” Sunset Shimmer interjected, wanting to get back to the subject at hand, “yes, I am afraid of her not wanting me to return to Equestira.”

I was about to make an input and ask why she would not be wanted in her own world, but decided against it. She probably did something a while back that may not have went well with her people.

“Well trust me when I say that she does miss you,” Twilight smiles.

“S-she does?” Sunset looked at the princess with a smile that could not be false. “Then…” Her eyes shied away. “...I guess I can come too.”

“Great!” Looking to everyone, Twilight speaks to us all, “Then let's go.”

Just as everyone was about to leave, I say, “Hold on, let me grab my guitar.” Turning to face my still open locker, I pull out the wooden instrument and put my arm through the leather strap. It may not be as amazing as my electric guitar, but this one does well without the use of power.

“Taking that along to impress us with your musical talent?” the princess asks from behind me.

After putting my guitar on my back, I turn to her and say with a smirk, “Maybe. But I also need it for homework.” I notice the others have stopped and waited for me.

“Do you have any other assignments that you need to do?”

“Just some physics, trigonometry, and language arts. But that stuff is due on Monday.” I watched Twilight Sparkle’s eyes light up at the sound of my words.

“I love all of that! Bring it with us! I can help you with it!” Despite her enthusiasm on assisting me with my homework, I did not want to lug those heavy books around.


“No way! I am coming to your world to talk about dreams, not Newton's Laws,” I laugh ready to close my locker.

But that didn’t stop Twilight from pushing me aside so she can rummage through my belongings. “Nope. I am not going to have my friend put off homework for another time.” Her voice echoed in my locker as she spoke to me. The three girls who waited for Twilight and I giggled at me while I helplessly let the princess have her royal treatment with my belongings. I could feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment.

“Hey Flash.” Twilight’s voice echoed quietly, finished going through my locker.

“What’s up?” I ask looking see if she had all of my books in her hand. But instead she pointed to a picture taped to the metal wall. It was the picture from last year’s Fall Formal with Twilight and I. She was fitted in a bright pink dress while I wore the typical black tuxedo that fits almost every formal occasion. I flushed brightly forgetting that it was even there, let alone having her see it. But it was not the picture that was embarrassing; it was what I wrote on it in small lettering in the bottom right corner:

The best night with the best princess.

“Am I really the best princess?” she asked, her eyes shining like her name again and with blush that complimented her light-purple face. Aside from Sunset Shimmer trying to take over Twilight’s world, I really did find the best princess that night. Not just the Fall Formal Princess, but the Equestira one as well.

Mustering up a smile, I try to speak. But I have a hard time finding the words as three other girls spectate Twilight and I with grins and giggles. “It’s not everyday a princess allows you to dance with her you know.”

Reaching into my locker, Twilight Sparkle picks up the three books for my three homework assignments. “It is a little more common in my world,” she chuckles. “After all, there are four princesses in my world. Them being Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, Princess Cadence, and myself.”

“WHAT!?” both Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle shriek as they listen in on our conversation. The princess, Sunset Shimmer, and I look at the two uproaring girls with irritated stares. The not-so-princess Twilight Sparkle gestures a hand to Pinkie Pie. The curly-haired girl broke off a piece of her frownie, giving it to Twilight Sparkle.