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How to Disappear Completely - shortskirtsandexplosions



Flash Sentry's world sucks. Maybe it's high time he left it.

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Harmony

Twilight Sparkle needed some air. For that reason, the two of them found themselves trotting out onto the balcony outside the Crystal Palace's throne room. The night's sky was still alive with a tapering aurora, but the fireworks had long stopped. The hour was late, and the bulk of the partygoers were trotting off to their homes and hotels to sleep away the exhaustion of the Empire's festivities.

"To be honest, Flash..." Twilight's voice was hoarse as she attempted to process the situation at hoof. "...I wouldn't even know where to begin. I mean, the legalities of what you're proposing—"

"Princess Celestia already gave her blessing," Flash said bluntly. "You heard her just a moment ago—"

"What she gave was a lack of condemnation," Twilight said with the hint of a frown. She leaned against the balcony's railing for support, her mane kicked lightly by the evening breeze. "There's a difference."

"She didn't seem to think so."

"Flash—! Have—?" She clenched her eyes shut, inhaled sharply, then looked at him as calmly as she could. "Have you thought of how your family is going to react when they learn that their son isn't coming back? That he's chosen to stay in a magical pony world where he has wings?"

He shrugged. "They've been through worse."

"Flash..."

"And even if the news does shatter them," he droned, gazing out at the reflective buildingtops with disinterest. "It's probably for the best. They're miserable together."

"Really?"

He took a deep breath. "Over two decades of being married to an idea. It's not about love. It's not even about the contract. It's about who can outlast the other amidst the relentless waves of mundanity—and who'll take the blame into the grave first."

Twilight's muzzle contorted into an incredulous smile. "If that's the low bar you set for a relationship, then I really shouldn't feel too flattered."

Flash gazed at her. "You're nothing like my mom or dad, Twilight," he said. "It's like a whole 'nother universe compared to—"

"Oh please, Flash." She moaned, eyes rolling. "Just because I'm a pink pony princess doesn't mean I'm completely naive." Her nostrils flared. "You think you ditched a cesspool on your side of the mirror? Equestria's no stranger to dysfunctional relationships."

"You're wrong."

"What?!" She gasped. "I'm trying to tell you that not everything here is sunshine and rainbows like you thi—"

"You're a pretty prancing pink pony princess," he said, winking.

Twilight blinked. "I... it... what...?"

He smirked.

"That... it..." Twilight stomped her hooves, wings flaring. "Cut it out! I'm trying to talk about your future, Flash!"

"Heheheheh..." He pointed at her. "Holy crap—you are turning pink!" He teetered back, full-on laughing now. "Hah hah hah! I thought you were supposed to be a lavender unicorn!"

"I'm a lavender alicorn! I was a unicorn before I first met you but I've since—What's so funny?!"

"Hah hah hah hah!" He hugged himself with his forelimbs, almost falling over.

She blinked at him. Her lips curved. Soon she was giggling helplessly, tail flicking with strange euphoria and relief.

The stallion leaned against the edge of the balcony for support. At long last, his chuckles diminished, and he exhaled with relief.

Twilight calmed as well. Her smile persisted, warm and intrigued. "...that's the first time I ever heard you laugh." A thoughtful breath. "I... Isuppose that says something."

"Mmmm... perhaps..." He gazed out at the shiny, shiny streets. The wind kicked at his handsome bangs as he absorbed the moment with contemplative poise. Melancholic, deep. "Perhaps it says nothing. It makes little difference either way."

She blinked. In a quiet voice, she said, "Flash... I... I really hope that—by choosing to stay here—you're not expecting for... for you and I to—"

"I don't want to be in a relationship with you, Twilight."

She blinked. "Oh." Her ears drooped slightly, but it was barely noticeable. "For a second there—"

"I was more in love with the idea of being in love with someone," Flash said. "I realized it long ago."

"So..." She brushed her bangs aside, studying him nervously. "That's all it was?"

He was silent.

Her eyes narrowed. "That's all it is...?"

He shut his eyes tightly. A hard breath. "Yes..." The next part came out harder. "Please... don't feel bad."

"I don't. Believe me."

Flash reopened his eyes. "Alright..." He breathed easier and easier... but his shoulders stooped more and more. "Alright... alright..."

She fidgeted with her hooves against the balcony's edge, avoiding his gaze suddenly. "You must have hated me for so long."

"No," he said instantly. Then, just as instantly—"Well..."

She bit her lip.

He sighed. "Angsty teenagers gonna angst."

"Huh?"

He looked halfway towards her. "I went through phases, okay? And it wasn't all about you. It was also about... a-about Sunset... about your friends—about her friends. How happy they seemed to be all the time. How lucky I thought they were... to have been gifted magic... to have become popular... to have gotten all of the things that I never got... or thought I never got. Then—before I knew it—I had hated and angst'd my way into a corner. I felt as though they ignored me every day... that they had moved on past me... like I no longer made a difference to them or anyone... that I had become invisible..."

"You know that none of that is true, now, right?" Twilight's voice lilted with compassion. "You... you still have friends to go back to if you only wan—"

"I'm not going back, Twilight," he said with a hint of a growl.

She didn't flinch from it, but rather stood taller and more resolute. "They miss you deeply."

"I have friends here," Flash declared firmly. "I'm not about to abandon them."

She nodded. "Yes. So I've heard. You really should be proud of yourself."

"It's... it's not about pride..." He looked at her, arching an eyebrow. "I just wanted to make a difference in someone's life! To be useful for once and not some... pathetic loser!"

"I hear you, Flash—"

"Is that such a crime?!"

"I never said that it was!" Twilight exclaimed. "I was trying to say that you've done a lot of good in this world and it's a remarkable thing!"

"Yeah... well... uhm..." Flash looked off towards the night-kissed urbanscape, exhaling. "Yeah..."

"It'd be just as remarkable back where you came from," Twilight said. "Perhaps... even more so."

He blinked. His eyes darted towards her. "Huh?"

"Well... being the Princess of Friendship and all..." She rolled her eyes at herself and stifled a giggle. "Not to toot my own horn or anything... but it comes with experience."

"Sure. Totally."

"And no matter what angle I look at a situation—at a friendship lesson learned through blood, sweat, tears, or cupcakes—it all comes down to one thing. Harmony. Harmony—and the courage to engage in harmony—is what makes friendship work. Doesn't matter who's involved or what's at stake. It's all about sacrifice... about going against the grain at times to make the impossible to work."

He nodded thoughtfully. "What... was your hardest lesson?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Are you kidding?" he muttered, turning to face her. "'Fess up. What was the hardest?"

She had already prepared a knowing grin. "Canterlot High."

He sighed, gazing back out at the rooftops surrounding the Palace. "Bull piss."

"Cussing in front of the pretty prancing pink pony princess?"

"Meh."

She cocked her head aside. "Want to know why it was the hardest?"

He exhaled... then glanced patiently at her.

She said, "In Equestria... harmony is more than just a word. It's magic. It's attuned to my very own Element. It reaches into the essence of this world and pulls hearts and minds into the warmth of togetherness. It's a very real fabric that you can touch. Even smell at times. You think sparkles and glitter just exist in the visual spectrum?"

"So... you're saying that you've been cheating."

She giggled. "No." She smiled at him. "What I'm saying is that when I came into your world, I had to work harder."

"Why?"

"Because there—harmony is just what it sounds like to you... like it is with all humans from birth, seemingly. An abstract term." She swallowed. "And I found it... very humbling to try and bring people together without magic to assist me... to make it easy."

"You still got a lot of good done."

"Yes. Miraculously. Thanks to lucky circumstances... to lucky people." She nodded. "People like you."

He looked at her. "You were being framed for something that you didn't do. It was a sucky situation. I had to help you out."

"But you didn't have to. You didn't know me. I was a stranger. What if you put your neck out for me and I took advantage of it?"

"But you didn't."

"But you didn't know that I wouldn't," Twilight said emphatically. "You took a risk... a potential sacrifice. It was... It h-had to have been like helping a crazy person on the street. What good would it have done for you? For anyone?"

Flash's throat tightened.

"It was because it was the harmonic thing to do. Helping someone in need. Making sure that someone around you—even a crazy outcast with nothing to show for herself—got to experience the prosperity that's due for all of us—in essence." She smiled beautifully. "I don't know about you... but I think that what you did for me back at Canterlot High far outshines what you've done since you came here to Equestria. I mean that... it had to have been a lot harder to do... a lot riskier. That's... why I just can't write off humans. They can accomplish so much in places without magic... because they possess a measure of harmony in their hearts. And that's... pretty amazing." She swallowed, gazing off. "Every letter that Sunset writes me fills me with... such pride and wonder. If you want to know the truth... I-I really haven't gone back there because... b-because I lack the courage that she has to stick it out. Me? I'm the Princess of Friendship, and I've done a lot for Equestria. But there are times when I think... I know that what she does for those around her stands out all the more. It's... it's really amazing. Truly, it is."

He gazed at her for a lengthy period. Then he said: "Would you really have let Sunset Shimmer destroy the mirror? Back when she was still evil, I mean." He leaned lazily against the balcony, exhaling through his everything. "Would you really have stayed in the human world... knowing in your heart all that you've just told me now?"

It was Twilight's turn to deflate against the balcony's edge. She gazed tiredly at the dark horizon. "...I don't know. It would certainly be very difficult... very hard to give up everything I'm accustomed to... to strip myself of magic forever. But... that's something I've learned after having so many crazy adventures and brushes with evil..."

His ears perked. "What?" He blinked. "What have you learned?"

She looked plainly at him. "That doing what's hardest is usually what's best... for oneself and for others... in the long run." She gulped, looking past the stallion. "I still haven't figured it all out, Flash. Like I said, I'm always learning. Someday—I hope—I'll have it figured out. Maybe Sunset will eventually help me understand." Her eyes met his again. "Perhaps you will too."

"Me?" His lips pursed. "How?"

"Well, if you're staying here, it must be for a supreme reason," she said with a gentle smile. "As a pony, you're bound by harmony now. It's how everything flows here."

"Mmmm... magic, right?" he said.

"That's the surface of it, yes." She nodded. "But there's far... far more. I truly hope you get to discover as much as you can, Flash." Her eyebrows lifted above a hopeful smile. "It would be very fascinating to see a person like you gets to grow."

"Yeah..." He nodded, eyes drifting. "...grow."

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