• Published 25th May 2018
  • 2,295 Views, 989 Comments

Little Consequences - Skijarama



Princess Rainbow Dash and her friends have found themselves in the newly restored Crystal Empire, and now struggle against the forces of Queen Chrysalis and the enigmatic King Sombra in an effort to reclaim Canterlot and save Equestria.

  • ...
15
 989
 2,295

PreviousChapters Next
New Accomodations

When Thorax woke up, it was to a low, intense throbbing deep in his face and skull. Every beat of his heart made the pain increase for a moment before it simmered down again, and then the cycle would repeat when his heart sprang into action again. The blood pumping through his cranium was audible, a steady rhythm of deep, booming drums that steadily returned him to the waking world. He managed to open his eyes after a little while, taking in his surroundings and groaning in quiet discomfort under his breath.

The room was clearly part of the Crystal Empire, the architecture gave that away immediately. It was colored a rich blue, with the smooth walls rising to the wall on his left in a sort of half-dome shape. On his right, a glass door could be seen that led out onto a balcony that, from what little he could see, was overlooking the entire city. Opposite the glass door was a wooden door, presumably leading into the main bulk of whatever building this was. Deep maroon curtains had been peeled back from the glass door to let the moonlight streaming into the room, painting a large section of it in a gentle, pale blue light with stripes blocked out thanks to the reinforcement bars of the window.

He was tucked into an absolutely amazing bed with a comfy mattress and thick, wonderfully warm blankets resting on top of his sore body. Directly next to the bed on his right was a bedside table with a few candles, once lit somewhat recently, if the smell of burnt wax was anything to go off of. To his left was another bedside table with a first-aid kit and, against the far wall, a wardrobe made of wood that he surmised had been imported from somewhere else before the Empire was banished, given it’s ancient and archaic stylization.

But above all of the wonderful designs in the room and the comfort of his bedding, what caught Thorax’s attention was the yellow pegasus mare sitting in a comfy looking chair by the glass door, her eyes fixed onto a thick, leather-bound book with a red cross and jagged-text. She looked like she was starting to get sleepy, but there was also a determination and commitment in her expression that put him on edge. Was something wrong?

Thorax shifted slightly to sit up so he could call to her but hesitated when he felt a previously unnoticed weight pressing down on the blankets and against his left side. He looked down and his eyes went wide on seeing Wind Whisper there, laying on top of the blankets and curled up to his side, sleeping peacefully. There was a small, happy smile on her face, contrasted by how disheveled her mane was and the large bruise on her side. Confused, Thorax looked back up at Fluttershy, who was now looking back with wide eyes.

“Oh! You’re awake!” she whispered just loudly enough for him to hear, setting down her book and rising from her seat to canter up to him, urgency and worry on her features. “How do you feel?” she asked while leaning over the blankets on the opposite side from Wind to get a better look.

“Um… like I got hit by a ton of bricks thrown by Princess Rainbow…” Thorax groaned in response, easing his head back onto the pillow. “What happened? Where am I?”

“Um… we’re in the Crystal Palace, actually,” Fluttershy replied with a small smile while relaxing back into a normal standing position and glancing up at the roof. “One of the locals had a key, and when we went asking around for medical supplies to help treat you, he remembered that the palace had an infirmary and really good medical supplies. He remembered that he worked as one of the guards at night, and his patrols usually took him through the medical wing. So, he let us in.”

Thorax blinked and looked around again. Now that he thought about it, it made sense. The balcony, the luxurious bed, the curtains, and the first aid kit that he distinctly remembered Fluttershy did not have when they got to the empire. “Wow… okay, well, what’s my diagnosis?” he asked, wincing slightly when his facial muscles reminded him that they were still very brutalized with a sharp throb of pain. “Ack! Am... I gonna be okay?”

Fluttershy nodded gingerly before glancing over him at Wind Whisper. “Yeah, you are. You’ll need a day or two of rest before you’re back in good shape, and even then, I wouldn’t advise doing anything extreme. But your injuries were mostly on the surface, don’t worry. The only thing serious was a burn mark on your leg, and that’s already been treated.”

“Right…” Thorax nodded, remembering Pharynx’s beam attack and the searing pain that had gone running up his nervous system when it struck. The thought of his brother sent a small chill down his spine, and he began to anxiously fidget his hooves over his chest. He stared blankly up at the ceiling and licked his lips, trying to figure out how to voice his concerns. “And… um… what about Wind? How is she?” he eventually questioned, his gaze drifting to the filly in question.

Fluttershy slowly trotted around the bed, her eyes never once leaving Wind Whisper. “She has a small bruise on her side and her wings are really strained, but aside from that she’s completely fine,” she explained happily, then shot Thorax a knowing grin. “And, more importantly, she kept asking if there was anything she could do to help you.”

Thorax’s eyes widened and he shifted so he could look at Fluttershy better. He mouthed like a fish for a few seconds before he found his voice. “Really? She… wanted to help me? After everything I…?”

“Mhmm,” Fluttershy softly nodded her head while gently reaching down to brush a stray strand of Wind’s mess mane back into place, tucking it behind her ear. Wind murmured something unintelligible from the contact but did not wake. “She was really worried about you… Whatever you said to her, it must have worked. She refused to leave your side once we got you tucked in.”

Thorax looked down at Wind, his face a mix of relief, confusion and solemn joy. A crooked smile spread on his face, and he felt a warm feeling in his chest when Wind shifted a little, a tiny squeak coming out of her throat as she did. He let his head flop back down, a tiny, inexplicable chortle bubbling up. Fluttershy tilted her head in confusion from the odd reaction to the good news but just shrugged it off for the time being. After a second, Thorax’s little laughs faded, and he turned his eyes to Fluttershy again. His facial expression was far more serious, now, and he decided to bite the bullet and ask the question. “And… What about Pharynx? The, uh, other changeling I was with?”

Fluttershy’s ears drooped and her smile faded away. “Oh, um… he’s…” she hesitated and looked down, biting her lip and suddenly looking remarkably nervous. It was her turn to fidget with her hooves, not sure how to respond. “He’s… uh…”

Thorax’s brow angled with concern and worry. Was Pharynx not okay? Had he gone too far in their fight?! Thorax leaned slightly towards her, anxiety and fear for his big brother seeping into his voice, making it quiver. “Fluttershy, he’s my brother. Is he okay? Is he alright? I didn’t hurt him, did I? Please tell me that he’s okay!”

Fluttershy lifted a hoof to her lips and made a quiet ‘shh’ sound, reminding Thorax of the sleeping filly pressed up against him. He grimaced, but nodded, shrinking back into the blankets and letting Fluttershy explain in her own time. She bowed her head, still not quite meeting his gaze. Finally, with a deep breath, she found her voice and started talking. “No, he’s okay, but, uh… um… you see, we… um… I… Rainbow Dash had him… um… put in the dungeon...” she finally managed to explain, her ears folding even farther back against her head.

Thorax blinked, his own ears flattening back. Visibly deflating, he lay his head back down on the pillow and closed his eyes. “It makes sense, I guess… just… I had to fight my own brother… I didn’t want to hurt him…”

“And you didn’t. He’s going to be fine, from what I can tell. Although…” Fluttershy turned her eyes to Wind again, and her expression became somewhat more disturbed when they caught a glimpse of one of her pointy fangs poking out from her upper lip. “Uhm… he might not be able to walk without help for a while. Wind Whisper… her fangs did a lot more damage than I would have thought for how small they are. They punched right through his chitin and did some damage to the muscles underneath. I cleaned the wound and did my best to treat it, but there’s only so much I can do. I don’t know anything about changeling biology or anatomy, and a lot of the infirmary medical supplies here are… really outdated.”

“Hence the book?” Thorax ventured while gesturing to the tome that now rested by the foot of the chair, earning a nod from Fluttershy.

“Oh, yes. I’ve been reading it for hours, now, making sure I know how to make use of all of these old items… Anyway…” her smile returned and she finally looked at Thorax again. “You still need some rest, and we don’t want to wake up Wind. Go ahead and get some more sleep, if you can. I’ll be right over in the chair if you need anything.”

“Alright… um…” Thorax shifted slightly to get a bit more comfortable and let out a comfortable sigh. “Goodnight, I guess…”

“...And Thorax?”

“Huh?”

“I’m proud of you.”

Thorax opened his eyes for a moment, just a crack, then closed them again, a small smile appearing on his face. “Thanks…”


Rainbow Dash set her crown down on the bedside table with a long exhale, relief washing over her like a warm blanket. “Whew… busy day, huh?” she asked while turning to face Twilight, who was currently, and sluggishly, peeling back the blankets on the other bed in the room and climbing in. The dark bags under her eyes, the lack of coordination in her movements, the way she was yawning every ten seconds or so… yeah, she really needed some quality sleep.

“I still think I could… could…” Twilight tried to voice a protest, but an enormous yawn interrupted her mid-sentence. Her muzzle scrunched up in annoyance when it was over before she tried again. “I still think I could get some more stuff done before going to bed…”

“I mean, yeah, you could,” Rainbow agreed nonchalantly before, with a quick flutter of her wings, she bounded over to Twilight’s side and poked her in the ribs, making her let out a high-pitched yip and jump back into her bed. Twilight pouted pitifully in response, and Rainbow just smirked. “But that would mean going without sleep, and you need some. Lay down and get some rest, okay? Out of all of us, I think you’ve earned it.”

“Makes sense, coming from you… you’re the queen of napping,” Twilight murmured, sitting upright on the bed and using her magic to straighten out the blankets. “But what about Starlight? She did about as much as I did today,” she then questioned, her words partially slurred.

Rainbow Dash winced at that question, a slight burning sensation starting up at the base of her skull. She forced the feeling down before giving a noncommittal shrug. “Yeah, I guess, and she did help maintain your barrier dome and stuff, but she didn’t cast it,” she dismissed before smiling down at Twilight, who was sliding under the blankets and practically melting into the mattress. “But, to be fair… I’m a little biased.”

Twilight snorted in amusement. “Psh. Yeah, you are…” she agreed dryly before another yawn worked its way out of her. “So very… very biased…”

“Hey,” Rainbow continued in a quiet, playful whisper while bringing her face closer to Twilight’s. “At least I picked something really good to be biased towards, eh?”

Twilight just rolled her eyes at the hypocritical irony in that sentence before shaking her head. “Rainbow, I’m not sure you understand how bias works…” she murmured, her eyes starting to drift closed.

“I totally know what bias is,” Rainbow rebutted, a hoof flying up to her chest in mock offense. “And, as an unbiased fact, you are the best. Period.”

Twilight gave an adorably drowsy giggle before reaching out and poking Rainbow on the nose, making her sputter slightly. “Heh, that’s still your bias talking,” she teased even as Rainbow reached a hoof up to grab her own.

“Nuh-uh,” Rainbow protested, refusing to let go of the unicorn’s hoof even as she tugged it back. “I can prove that you’re the best with a simple math formula.”

Twilight’s ears perked up and one of her eyes opted to remain open. “Really?” she asked in an almost taunting voice, her efforts to pull her hoof back leading it to just kind of loosely swinging back in forth in front of her as Rainbow held on to it.

“Yuh-huh,” Rainbow affirmed with a chirpy nod. “It’s easy, really. Twilight plus sparkle equals the best thing ever. It’s simple science, and I know you like science.”

Twilight gave another, louder giggle and finally rugged her hoof free before playfully shoving Rainbow Dash in the chest. “Oh my gosh, that’s bad. You really don’t understand science, do you?”

“I understand that I made you giggle. I don’t really need to understand more than that,” Rainbow casually dismissed before quickly leaning down and planting a kiss on Twilight’s lips, catching her off guard. The unicorn regained her faculties after a moment and hummed from the contact, returning the loving gesture as well as she could in her sleep-deprived state. Rainbow eventually pulled back though, drawing a disappointed huff and quiet whine out of her. Rainbow gave her a much softer smile while gently running a hoof over her mane. “Now get some sleep, okay? We need everypony at their best… and, uh, no offense, but you look awful when you don’t get sleep.”

Twilight just hummed under the ministration on her head and nodded, not willing to retort to Rainbow’s comment on her looks. She cooed quietly and let her eyes drift totally closed. Rainbow took another few moments to just pet Twilight’s mane before standing up and heading for her own bed, which was only a couple of steps away. Once she was under the covers, she looked at Twilight across from her with a glowing smile.

Sadly, that smile slowly began to fade away as the memory of her agreement with King Sombra snaked its way back into the forefront of her mind. She thought of what would happen if the others found out, if Twilight found out, and that horrible feeling of guilt reared its ugly head again. Except for this time, she couldn’t spill her heart out about it, like she had done after the incident with Starlight on the Manehattan train. She had to keep it to herself for now… if only because she couldn't stand the thought of Twilight looking at her with such disappointment and contempt again.

And she knew that this time if she couldn’t find a way to break the contract, there would be no salvaging their relationship, nor forgiveness for what she had done. Attacking one innocent mare in a fit of rage caused by a Spirit of Chaos messing with her head was one thing… but knowingly and willingly dooming an entire city of innocents, who were a thousand years out of time, to live the rest of their lives in fear and pain under a tyrannical, shadowy monster of a king? That was something else entirely...

She wasn’t able to look at Twilight anymore. She rolled over and faced the other wall, her eyes unable to close, sleep unable to find her as scenario after heart-wrenching scenario raced through her mind. Each one was worse than the last, and fresh tears began to form in her eyes. She kept her vocalizations of distress as quiet as possible, hoping to not disturb Twilight’s rest.

As if sensing the other mare’s thoughts, Twilight, from where she lay, opened her eyes and stared into the back of Rainbow’s head. She saw her shaking, heard the quivering in her breaths, and her expression became one of worry and sympathy. Without a word, moving silently, Twilight slipped out of her bed and approached Rainbow’s. Then, with a gentle tug of her magic, she pulled back Rainbow’s blankets and went to slide in next to her; there was enough room for both of them, after all.

Rainbow glanced over her shoulder but said nothing as Twilight wrapped her forelegs around Rainbow’s barrel and snuggled into her back before using her magic to pull the blankets over both of them. She gave the quivering pegasus a gentle squeeze and nuzzled into the back of her neck, letting out a gentle, comforting hum. “It’s okay, Dash… I’ve got you.”

Rainbow sniffled slightly, then let her eyes drift closed again, her head falling back to the pillow. For several long seconds, her shaking breaths continued, with Twilight offering her comfort with quiet whispers and gentle squeezes. Finally, after a while, there was silence. The two mares fell into a silent, peaceful slumber, the corners of their lips starting to curl into small smiles.

Author's Note:

Fun Fact: I have no fun facts for this chapter.

Join our Patreon to remove these adverts!
PreviousChapters Next
Join our Patreon to remove these adverts!