The Discord at Canterlogic

by IchigoSoul

1 Once upon a time, in Equestria...

A long time ago, millions of moons passed...

Two princesses, both baptized under the same steeple of the same church, were the ones who took care of the harmony between their kingdom. They were, no more than the sun and the moon in the whole world.

World rulers? I don't think so, but their power was magnificent and gigantic.

Raised both from foals, like princesses who cared for their little worshippers... They would be the ones who would give warmth in the day, and shelter at night.

More princesses would come; the princess of love, and the princess of friendship.

Together they would be the ones who would make all the subjects of their respective kingdoms live together in peace, love and harmony, living during the day, and resting during the night.

... Or at least that was how it was.

And that was how they all lived in harmony united with each other, before a horrible war led to chaos and destruction...

In a world mostly populated by ponies, each with different qualities, accompanied by other races, they were the ones who went to war, once Princess Twilight's school of friendship began to fail.

And the slightest hint of discord would be the one that would cause a whole cold war full of death, blood and dishonor.

There was no more laughter, no more loyalty between them.

There was no honesty left, all was lies and envy. There was no generosity.

There was no one who was kind in that corrupt world anymore.

There was no more magic.

Princess Twilight Sparkle did her best to reclaim the last shred of magic that lay between the hearts of her race... Before she succumbed to the clutches of death, unable to deal with so much disorder. So much discord.

A story that would never be told in the modern schools of this crude present day.

She looked up from the book she found hidden in her father's desk once she heard that special knock on the downstairs door.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she could do nothing but put the book back in its place, and then trotted out of her father's office.

"I'm home Sunnybunny, and I brought the marshmallows you wanted."

The sire smiled cheerfully, closing the door behind him, with two bags dangling from his back, as he futilely disguised a large bruise that adorned the area around his left eye.

Sunny twisted her head, looking at him worriedly...

"Did you fight with the bad ponies again, Daddy?"

The pony's smile faded, and he soon put the bags down on the table, trying to pretend.

"Things are really hard these days, my little one... But soon this will be over, okay? Soon daddy will stop fighting with bad ponies all the time."

However, even with his understanding and kind tone, he wasn't able to wipe the worried expression off his daughter's face.

She simply walked away a bit, grabbed the marshmallows and set out to climb the stairs again...

When at last she could hear...

"It's a promise, my sunny sky... From hoof to heart."

A few tears overflowed down her face, before she ran up the stairs trying to pretend she was living in that beautiful fantasy world.

Of love, friendship...

Of days without fights, of nights without danger.

Reading that book that her father was hiding was perhaps not the best idea in the world either...

Now unconsciously she also knew the truth.

Would the bad ponies be looking for her to finish her off too?

---

The alarm clock went off. It was a sunny day in Maritime Bay, the sun shining brightly like hundreds of unicorn horns working magic.

Or at least that's what Sunny thought as she watched the sun and moon.

Inevitably her thoughts redirected to the princesses of ancient Equestria. Doubts arose, such as how they died, whether ponies with horns -or wings- really existed, or why exactly those powerful horns ceased to have control over the sun and moon.

Who was moving the sun and moon now?

If there was no one else in this world who could move both astral bodies, did that mean that they now moved by natural cause?

Or were the celestial bodies of both princesses now part of these astral bodies?

... Or were they both actually hidden?

She wouldn't be surprised by any of the three options on the table. And, truth be told, she wished it was that last one, to think that there was still a shred of decency left in the world.

She thought for a long, long time... About the shiny hair of the princesses, about how nice it would be to be a subject of them in old Equestria and...

On her father.

She let her eyelids droop, as she hid in the blankets...

She truly missed her father, and very much so.

Her hooves began to tremble as tears streamed down her eyes, wetting the pillow she was lying on. Her messy pink hair only deigned to tangle the more she moved...

Sadness and overwhelm were beginning to embrace her heart, quite tightly.

But then, her silent crying was abruptly stopped, when she heard a couple of "special knocks" at the front door.

"Knock knock knock..."

She grunted in annoyance once she realized who it was. She didn't want to get up, she didn't want to go to work, and she didn't want to hear his sermons again for not getting up early. Though in a way, deep down she was grateful that pony still cared about her, even if she knew how dangerous it was to be around her.

Still, she pulled the covers over herself even more once the front door was heard to open, accompanied by the sound of a gallop she already knew all too well...

"Sunny!"

She wanted her curtains to be a dark color now, so the light wouldn't bother her and she could go back to sleep. She didn't want to get up, she felt so tired... Maybe it wasn't a good idea to stay awake on a working Monday.

The galloping stopped right in front of her door, and immediately another special knock was heard, accompanying the sweet melody he had played before...

"Good morning, it's getting late, it's time to get up!"

He shouted with as much encouragement as he could find within himself, and then opened the door almost slamming it with a bang.

She couldn't see him, but she could tell that this idiot had a big, long smile on his face, accompanied by his classic little squad.

He walked in the direction of the pony still lying on her bed. On the way he picked up several dolls and stuffed animals from the floor that were lying everywhere to make his way over, leaving them on the only piece of furniture that wasn't full of dirty dishes with leftover food. The little animals, for their part, were looking at Sunny's dolls with interest...

"It's been a while since we've cleaned up here... Shall we do it when you come back from work?"

He only received a grunt of annoyance.

"Oh, come on Sunny... There's a lot to do today, we can have fun together, as friends!"

"A lot to do today means doing the same old thing."

The boy's smile faded, and little by little his gaze wandered to the animals who were looking at the dolls, curious...

Then he sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked the other's shoulder in a friendly way, trying to cheer her up.

"I consider it a lot to do to hang out with you."

Sunny's face under the covers only warmed gently after that comment from her best friend. Comments like that only lifted her spirits and made her want to keep going.

She really appreciated that guy, even if...

Well...

"Yeah, well, what are you planning to do today, Mr. Hitch?"

She said with mock annoyance, pulling back the blankets on top of her, and looking at the blue-haired looking at himself in the mirror, triumphant at his act.

"I'll look for work, at your workplace."

"You plan to work where I work?"

The boy nodded.

"If your boss admitted you with all that bad aura you have, I don't think he'd dare turn me down."

Sunny smiled at him a little more cheerfully, trying to comb her tousled hair.

"Maybe, but I'm not sure... It's just that since you were fired..."

But her smile was erased, once Hitch hissed at her, putting his hoof over the other's muzzle.

"Don't even... Mention it."

The subject of Hitch's dismissal was always a touchy one for him. Even if she tried to talk nicely about it with him, he always refused and his face turned into an annoyed one.

Sometimes Sunny felt quite guilty about it, but she never dared to say anything.

He got up, as if ignoring the fact that they had just talked about a subject that hurt the ex-sheriff very much, and set about lifting a couple of things in the room with the help of his little friends.

Sunny, for her part, just looked at him with a worried face, trying to get out of bed without falling into the clutches of sleep.

She tried to comb her hair, while she watched her friend putting the dirty blankets in the basket, arranging the dirty plates and glasses in piles and then taking them down to the kitchen, and carefully arranging the pony's dolls...

Until all six heroines were together as best friends.

"I should be a housewife one day..."

She couldn't help but let out a giggle at such a comment, pulling the covers off her after a long time of thinking about it and getting off the bed at last.

"You could be the housekeeper while I work."

Hitch laughed.

"Are you suggesting I come live with you?"

But Sunny's smile, for the thousandth time, faded at that comment.

She didn't say anything, just finished making her mane into a braid, fastening it with a blue garter...

It was amazing how at this point anything could put Sunny off, even teasing comments about living together.

Hitch was like her brother, her best friend, the only one who stayed by her side even with so many bad stares all around. She really had seriously thought about inviting him to live with her once she found out he'd been fired and had been trying to survive all that time.

But she lived in fear... That the stares would aggressively turn on them... And something would happen to Hitch.

She denied to herself, as she plunged into thought... And started to walk out of the room.

"Hey, wait! I'm not done yet!"

He yelled at her still from the room, trying to carry as much of the dishes with him to leave them minimally in the dishwasher before leaving the house, but Sunny didn't stop to listen.

She simply went downstairs, approached the kitchen and grabbed a marshmallow she had in a bag tucked inside one of the drawers closest to the stairs.

So, she made her way to the door... Ready to see what she always saw every morning.

A huge gray cloud over Maritime Bay... Surrounded by the glowing brightness of the sun.

She sighed.

How much she wanted to live in old Equestria, Sunny thought, before pulling her skates out of the underbrush growing outside her house.

"Stop it... Ruffian!"

Hitch shouted, coming out of the house half-breathing. Sunny didn't even ask and just adjusted her skates.

"It's very rude of you... Running off like that... And, besides-... Ah... Ignoring me."

"I'm sorry."

She said without much feeling of being really sorry, and started to skate towards town. Her friend, already a bit harassed by her friend's attitude, didn't continue complaining and started to run after her to follow her before she got lost...

Sunny was a special case.

---

The colts were running in the street smiling. Ordinary colts, without any skills such as wings or horns... According to Argyle's stories.

He slid his hoof over his mane as he sighed, thoughtfully.

He didn't want to take his friend for a lunatic, but... He still didn't understand how much it disturbed her after her father's disappearance, beyond how cruel a disappearance itself is. Sometimes he questioned how much she was hiding, and what was this thing that Sunny didn't want anyone to know. He didn't know what was going through his friend's head all the time.

Phyllis had recently told him that there was nothing to worry about, that what she and her father had between hooves was nothing serious... However, every time he asked her friend what her father's story was, she became very upset...

He seriously wondered if she was right in the head.

But at the same time, he also wondered... So why did Phyllis always hate Mr. Argyle?...

Why did she do what she did...?

He let out a grunt.

Even if he thought he had to be realistic... At the same time he wished Mr. Starshine's fantasy story was real, it sounded so much better than the world they currently lived in.

He denied to himself.

"What's wrong Hitch?"

He heard from his right a voice he recognized all too well.

"Ah, Sprout, I didn't think I'd see you here. Weren't you on duty?"

The blond-haired one simply smiled and sat down next to him. Both ponies remained seated on that bench, while they watched the sunset over the sea... On the horizon.

"Yes, but now there's nothing really important to attend to. Let's just say... The sheriff is on his free hour."

Sprout smiled at him, teasingly, but Hitch didn't take that well at all...

"Yeah, well... Whatever. What do you want?"

And all joking aside, the other settled down, sitting sideways on the bench, ready to talk about something that looked important.

"Why do you still associate with Sunny?"

Hitch looked at him, obvious annoyance reflecting in the shadow of his eyes... As if wondering if he was serious about his question.

Sprout didn't even flinch, and stood firmly in front of him...

So, Hitch turned away almost gnashing his teeth, as he let out a rather heavy sigh.

"After all she's been through, what we put her through, and you still dare to ask that?"

The sun was slowly hiding in the distance, in the sea..

"Yes, because you're quite protective of her... She's an adult, Hitch! She's in her twenties, she can take care of herself and-..."

"Shut up, I don't want to... I don't want to... I don't even want to hear you. You really are heartless."

Now Sprout is the one who showed the annoyance in his actions. He stood up almost with a stomp. He was showing in his annoyance phase.

So, he placed his front hoof on the bench, to one side of where Hitch remained seated and stared at him...

"This is why you were fired."

"Better that than being sent to kill someone I care about again."

Hitch put his back hoof on Sprout's chest and shoved him away. If the younger boy hadn't been on the lookout for that, he probably would have fallen into the sea...

An angry expression came over his face, and he was about to launch himself at Hitch until Sunny approached on her skates.

They both stood still, staring at the female latecomer...

"... Am I interrupting something?"

Sprout snorted, and ducked his head and walked away from the duo, leaving the two childhood friends alone.

... A somewhat awkward silence fell as the moon slowly rose behind them. Sunny glanced curiously at Sprout, who was making his way annoyed toward the town police station.

Hitch sighed.

"How long have you been here?"

Sunny took off her skates and left them on the side of the bench, approaching Hitch and sitting down next to him.

"I just got here. What happened?"

Hitch kept his eyes down, and denied more to himself than to her. It took him a few seconds to react, for the bright moonlight that was beginning to make its presence known was disturbing him.

He looked up, now smiling.

"Sprout came to annoy only. You know, he's been terribly annoying since he took over as sheriff."

However, the other pony did nothing but twist her head with a worried gesture.

She suspected that they had fought because of her, and that dirty feeling began to take hold of her. Slowly, as the moon rose in the cloudy sky and the wind stirred her already messy hair.

She felt Hitch's gaze on her...

"Sunny...? Is something wrong?"

It was funny... How they were both best friends and yet they lived by hiding things from each other all the time.

"No... Let's go home, it must have been a hard day for you."

---

"So, four hours?"

Sunny nodded as she washed the dishes in silence, already exhausted from even standing up.

"You should sleep more, I think it goes without saying that it's harmful to your health..."

Sunny sighed, annoyed, dropping the dishes into the dishwasher without much remorse. The sound of pottery clanging against cold metal made the stallion jump with fright. The water kept running, the mare just kept walking until she dropped onto the couch in the living room.

Hitch looked at her worriedly... And he went over to turn off the water faucet, which was still dripping incessantly.

"Are you feeling all right?"

The worst part of being Sunny's friend was knowing that she was unwell, that she was getting more depressed day by day, and that there was no skillful way between his hooves to make her feel better.

His company was the only thing he could bestow on her now...

She never answered his question.

But then, a magnificent idea came to his mind.

With a huge smile, he turned to look happily at his squad of little friends pointing his eyes up the stairs. As if he had a strange connection with them, they quickly climbed up, understanding the pony's plan at once.

Then he walked up to his friend, picking up the typical blue bag she always carried with her all the time.

"Hey, not to be a bother, but... We still haven't played with your ponies toys like you promised me months ago... Are you up for it?"

Sunny raised her head in confusion at her friend's strange proposal. He just smiled and nodded.

"I've always been interested in the.... Pink-haired "pegasus", would you tell me about her?"

She spent a while in silence, as if wondering if Hitch was serious about his proposal.

She sat duly in her seat on the sofa, while Hitch settled himself on the one in front of her.

"I don't have my dolls around..."

Hitch, almost as a reflex, smiled at her.

"Are you sure about that?"

His little friends appeared at Sunny's side, quite happy to help a -strangely- good cause. Her emotions then slowly began to flow...

Really? Was he... Was he being serious?

She felt... Happy. A strange feeling that hadn't touched her heart in a long time, a feeling that no one had stopped to make her feel more than her father.

Her eyes began to fill with tears unconsciously. Her heart seemed to be stabbed. She felt happy, but also quite depressed. What kind of feeling was she feeling?

... Maybe... Maybe it was time to tell Hitch the story.

After all, it's not like the city didn't already hate him.

She smiled, let out a chuckle, and picked up that pink-haired pegasus that Hitch had mentioned.

"Her name... Her name is Fluttershy."

Author's Note:

Hello! Let me introduce myself, my name is Soul and I'm a big fan of making fanfictions of my favorite things in the world. I wanted to leave this note just to clarify that my native language is not english, I use spanish in all my stories, but I wanted to venture to translate this one manually. I hope you forgive me for any mistakes in the translation. I did my best anyway!
Thanks for having me, I hope you have a nice day!

Edit: Thank you for correcting me, I will keep that in mind from now on!<3

Comments

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Hope you can continue with the story! It is another take on the characters that seems really interesting!

The dynamics, the implications and how Sunny and Hitch feel like they need to keep secrets was portrayed really well

I feel so sad for poor Sunny but the last interaction was uplifting with Hitch showing interest in the Guardians of Harmony.