Silver Spoon dies en-route to the hospital, as she is driven away from her cutcinera. She is apparently reincarnated. Still a pony but other ponies look different, and see her as something else. is this Heaven or Hell? Only time will tell.
Silver Spoon just wanted to prove to her self and her family she was ready to be a mare.
She had no idea she would find her special some pony only to lose her soon after.
Her Cutcinera should have marked the beginning of her life, not the end!
But death is not the end of her story. Her Spirit is apparently reincarnated into a new body, thankfully just like her former foal form.
There is just one catch. The ponies around her are very different. They're bodies are taller and leaner and walk on their hind hooves. What's worse, though she see's herself as still a pony, they see her as something less then a pony.
All her life she has felt different and alone. Why should her afterlife be any different?
When Silver Spoon is adopted by ponies with the faces of her former enemies, it seems karma has finally caught up with the tag-along bully.
But is this a punishment or a second chance?
((!!WARNING!! Beastiality, pet-play, and romance between a dog and a pony))
((Brief mention of urination and deification (meant non sexaul) ))
((No underage anthros are engaged in sexual acts. Aparently this is a thing with the FIMfiction mods.))
"Silver Spoon.. can you hear me.. stay with me honey!" Silver vaguely can make out the sweet voice of Nurse Redheart and the droning of the siren, muffled by the walls of the Ambulance. She can feel the bumping of the wheels along the dusty road into Ponyvile proper. She is no longer aware where she is.
"SILVER.. Honey.. common.. stay with me!" she can barely make out the face of the mare above her or hear her words. She feels nothing as Nurse Redheart inserts her IV. No pain, no fear, only peace as her vision dims.
"SWEET LUNA we're losing her!" She doesn't understand why the mare looks so frantic and sad. And then she remembers Diamond. That first forceful kiss, that first time they made love. Silver sheds tears as an oxygen mask is put over her face. She can't hear anything accept the ever constant
*BEEP* -------/|--------
Her body feels cold, going into shock as it shuts down
"I don't want to die.."
she mouths through her mask but if words come out they do not reach even her own ears, let alone the mare scrambling to inject her IV line with epinephrine.
"She's not breathing! Beginning compression!" Silver can feel the pressure as Nurse Redheart begins pressing down on her barrel with both forehooves, counting "1.. 2.. 3.." she feels the weight and the desperation of the mare trying to save her life.
*BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEE* --/|-------------
"She's in arrest! Charging paddles!" Silver can hear the constant drone of the EKG as it mirrors her un-beating heart. Her body is cold. She can feel nothing. Not pain, not pleasure, only the fear of what awaits her in the afterlife.
"CLEAR!"
*FOOMP! BEEP BEEEEEEE* -------/|--------
A flash of pain, jolts through her body which violently convulses, her chest heaving upwards as the paddles hit her like a bolt of lightning to the heart.
"Nothing.. going again.. CLEAR!"
*FOOMP! BEEP BEEEEEEE* -------/|--------
Again that flash of pain, that forces her consciousness back to reality. Visions of her short life flash before her eyes, her birth, her first birthday, her father's death, moving to Ponyville, meeting Diamond Tiara, her first cuticinera, teasing the Blank Flanks, her last hurrah at Ponyville Stadium, mating with Winona, that first kiss, making love to her special some pony. Diamond's sweet voice as she professes her love for Silver Spoon
“Oh Silver Spoon, you are so beautiful” She smiles down at her BFF. “I....I haven’t really realized it until now, but....but seeing you and Nona go at it made me realize something.....that you....you are a mare I want to spend the rest of my life with. I....I love you Silver Spoon!”
“Ahh....Silver Spoon...that was....great....thanks.” Diamond Tiara kisses Silver Spoon on the snout. “You have made me the happiest mare in the world!”
"Oh Spoony.." she coos "You were amazing." she holds the Silver filly close, feeling her rapid and frantic heart beat subside, her breathing becoming more steady and relaxed.
And finally, being cradled in her mother's warm magic as she is laid gently on the gurney, her mother's sweet face and the feel of her hoof on her cheek as she reassures her precious foal
"There there my child.. momma's here."
All this she experiences in a fraction of a second as her brain is jolted by the powerful current surging through her body, stimulating her limbs, nerves, and neurons, but only temporarily so. Her eyes begin to close, her vision dimmed beyond recognition. The sound of the siren and the steady flat line of the EKG fade in her ears rapidly.
*BEEEEEEeeeeeeee…* ----------------
Silence now.. Darkness.. her last waking thought "I'm sorry Diamond. I can't spend the rest of your life with you."
First thing she notices is the cold metal under her belly. She is on all fours, laying on her barrel. Her chin is laying on the same cold stainless steel surface. Next is the smell.. her nose wrinkles as the stench of feces and urine and several dirty animals assaults her senses. "I'm alive?" she asks herself as the sound of a barking dog causes her tiny ears to twitch, as it gradually becomes less garbled in her head.
Her eyes open slowly. Gray blurred shades and fuzzy lines are revealed to be stainless steel walls and bars! "What.. where am I?" she asks in bewilderment as her vision clears, despite the fact that she lifts her hooves to her face and finds no glasses. She can see perfectly. "I'm alive.. and I can see!" her sensation of profound relief is fleeting as she looks around her small space.
She reaches up to her face to adjust her glasses out of habit, before remembering she lost them "Thats right.. I dropped them when that big dog…" she trails off blushing as she examines her environment. She figures she is in a kennel, roughly 3ft tall and 4ft long. The walls and floor were clean stainless steel like it hadn't been used. The smells were obviously coming from her canine neighbors. She figured she must have not been there long.
She stands up on all four hoves proving that indeed her head had plenty of clearance from the ceiling. Obviously her cage was built for bigger dogs then the small pony she is.
She looks down, causing her braid to fall from across her withers. At her hooves is a clean stainless steel bowl of fresh water. She is terribly thirsty and instinct takes over. She dips her snout in the cool water and sips greedily. All other concerns are put at the back of her mind. As she finishes she notices the identical bowl filled with a brown and green substance that was likely meant to pass as dog chow. "Eeew" she wrinkles her nose as the scent hits her nostrils "So like, thats the other smell in here." she sighs and then it hits her
"HEY! WHERE THE BUCK AM I!?" she lunges at the bars and grasps them in her hooves, well she tries anyway. Despite the fact that her hooves fit through the space between, she finds whatever dexterity she had with her hooves before, she doesn't have now "HEY.. HEEEY!!!" she screams and cries thrashing at the bars, her hooves only hitting them and sliding down. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!!? WHAT AM I DOING IN A CAGE? PLEASE SOMEPONY.. ANYPONY HELP ME!" she begins to panic as the dogs around her start barking furiously, apparently spurred on by her outbursts. "MY MOMMA IS GONNA PUT A HIT OUT ON YOUR SORRY ASS! Please.. any pony.." she squeaks as her threats go no where.
Silver reaches for her food dish to try and grasp it in her hoof, only succeeding in pushing the bowl along the floor "What what.. why can't I…" she panics more as she tries to grasp in both hooves, picking up the bowl and fumbling with it, dropping it on the floor of her cage. She returns to the bars, her eyes darting back and fourth, trying to block out the dogs across the room barking at her.
"MOMMAAAAAAA!" she screams "I WANT MY MOMMAAAAAA!" she begins pouring tears of sorrow and despair. One last chance. One last desperate move. She turns on her fore hooves, rears back her canons and lets the bars have it with both barrels, bucking as hard as she can with her back hooves. She doesn't even bend or even scratch the steel.
"NOOOO!" she screams "IMPOSSIBLE!" she rears back and bucks again with all her strength, again and again and again with no affect "NO.. I.. can't be that weak! Nononononono!" she grabs her head in her fore hooves and breaths heavily, eyes wide and panicked, panting heavily. She knows even a weak Earth foal such as she should have been able to knock the door off it's hinges.
She looks at her fore hooves and realizes "My Earth pony strength.. it's like.. gone!" she comes to terms slowly that she has traded her nearsightedness for a new and worse handicap.
"NO NO NO NO NO!!!" she begins beating the bars with her fore hooves in frantic desperation "LET ME OUT! I WANNA GO HOME.. I WANT MY MOMMA! I WANT MY MO-OO-OOMMA!!!" she cries.
Suldenly she hears the creaking of a rusty hinge on a door opening. "Pipe down you mutts!" she hears a stallion's voice and his hoof steps approaching on the cement.
"LET ME OUT! MY MOMMA WILL PAY YOU JUST please LET ME OUT!" she opens her eyes as a booted hoof hits the bars "I SAID SHUT UP you stupid dog!" he bellows. She looks up and gasps, as there stands a stallion, even taller then Princess Celestia. He is dressed in a brown khaki shirt and slacks with a badge "What am I being held for? I didn't do anything! this is police harassment! I am only a minor…" again she is silenced as the guard kicks the bars with his boot.
"For buck sake!" he looks down on the pony in the cage and sneers at the upturned bowl of food. "Great.. you better eat that shit, you dumb bitch. I don't feel like hosing out the kennel so soon."
"BITCH!!?" she gasps "HOW DARE YOU SPEAK THAT WAY TO ME!" her outburst just cause the dogs to bark louder.
The guard turns on his hooves and walks back towards the door. It's then she realizes he is walking on his hind hooves and something is wrong with the look of his fore hooves. "WAIT COME BACK.. I'M SORRY.. I'LL DO ANYTHING.. JUST LET ME OO-OO-OO-OOUT!" she whimpers as the door slams closed. Only the dogs barking can be heard.
Silver Spoon collapses on the floor and sobs into her hooves "I just wan a go ho-o-oo--oome!" she cries "Diamond.. where are you? Momma? Cypher? some pony please come and get me out of here!"
Silver lies on the floor for several hours before her stomach growling brings her back to her waking nightmare. Silver gets to her hooves and moves a few steps to her upturned food dish and stares down at her 'dinner', wrinkling her nose in disgust.
She sighs and reaches out with her foreleg, trying to scoop some of the slop onto her hoof. She succeeds in only getting several morsels and what looks like gravy on the tip of her hoof. She regrets tasting the dog food by reaching out which her tongue and licks it off.
"Eee-eew!" she cringes and resists the urge to spit and vomit. "Well I've swallowed worse.. I think." she recalls her previous exploits.
Her stomach reminds her of it's presence and needs with ever increasingly primal and aggressive growls. Silver sighs and dips her head, brushing back her braid, out of the way, with her hoof, taking small licks off the floor. The sensation turns her on slightly. She can feel her pussie becoming warm and puffy as she swallows the most rank and baseless substance she ever put past her lips.
She tries to ignore the taste and just let her instincts take over, surprised she even has them. To make her dinning experience a little more enjoyable she reaches her fore hoof between her haunches and starts stroking her puffy foal labia. "Aaaahhh" she moans and licks the dog food off of the floor with more fervor and vigor "Oooh aaah" she rubs her self harder and faster as she imagines Diamond Tiara standing over her, putting her fore hoof on the back of her neck, pressing her face into the mush and laughing at how pathetic she is.
"Ooooooohhhhhh!" not long after beginning her masturbation, and finishing her less then tasteful supper she cums hard, her body spasming violently. She brings her soaked hoof to her lips and sucks her own sweet juices off of it, moaning around the hoof, her own musk doing a little to alleviate the taste of the dog food "Oh my LUNA!" Her hoof comes out of her mouth with a *pop* as she realizes "I just ATE MEAT!" she suddenly feels her stomach churning at the thought.
Silver quickly shifts to her water dish, only to halt as she catches her reflection in the water, as clear as day.
There starring back at her is a young, gray, female dog, with floppy ears and a slightly longer snout. She bares her teeth and finds her 'canines' are sharper, and the rest of her teeth jagged and sharp as well. What she thought was her pearls was actually a black leather collar with a gold tag with the name 'Silver Spoon' engraved. She gasps and feels her face with her hoof, but in the dish it is a four towed paw that strokes the lavender eyed bitch's cheek.
She moves to feel her collar, the leather is supple and expensive. She must have had a master, but where was he? and why was she left here in this horrible, noisy, smelly dungeon?
"I'm.. a.." she swallows hard, forgetting her nausea and instead felt a coldness in her chest
"A dog!?"
She backs away from the bowl so fast one would think it was a snake ready to bite her, pressing her back to the rear wall of her kennel and tucking her tail, grabbing it in her fore hooves and holding it like a stuffed animal, trying to make sense of her situation, and having no luck.
Not long after forcing herself to stop hyperventilating and cuddling her tail, another urge forces itself to be recognized for what it was, and she realizes
"Oh Luna.." she gasps and her blood runs cold "there's no bathroom IN HERE!" She buries her blushing face in her fore hooves and groans in dismay and humiliation.
It's not too urgent right now, she can hold it and prolong the retention of her dignity a little while longer, but within the next two hours she estimates inevitably that the bottom of her cage would no longer be 'stainless' steel.
Silver Spoon wakes up on the floor of her kennel, her nostrils are assaulted again by the smell of canine waste, only this time it is her own.
Silver Spoon groans and turns up her nose as she glances at the little pile she left in the left hand corner of her cage. It had been several hours sense she last releived herself. She had cried, she was so humiliated, but had retired with relative ease, having expended most of her energy trying to kick off the door of her prison, and the rest of her energy crying herself to sleep.
"Oh Celestia.. what did I do to deserve this?" Silver groans with her hoof to her forehead in dismay. She recalls her last memories before waking up the last time. She remembers the frantic and desperate voice of Nurse Redheart and the constant beeping of the EKG, the pain in her entire body as she was jump started twice but her motor just wouldn't turn over.
"I'm being punished." she hangs her head, hearing her master's tag ring against the ring on her collar. "But if I'm a dog.. then why was I abandoned? I can't remember anything from my second life prior to waking up in the pound last night." she reasons and deduces her location according to the no frills decor and drab and tacky uniform the strange bipedal stallion wore when he came to yell at her last night.
"I wonder if any pony came to my funeral?" she sighs and takes a drink of her water dish, having awoken again with a very dry palate. "So much for the hope of seeing Poppa again when I died." she sighs "Momma promised me if I was a good girl I'd…" and then she realizes "I wasn't a good girl." she recalls all her taunting and teasing and tormenting of the Cutie Mark Crusaders and her burning hatred for the Apple Family.
"But I changed.. didn't I?" she asks herself. She has given up on inner monologue since having come to the realization that no pony understands her words. "Is it fair that I pay for all the sins of my past, being reincarnated in a faux pony form in another world of upright walking ponies?" though she only saw the one strange pony, she surmises she is alone in this world. "Away from both my parents? Away from the one pony who loved me?" She resists the urge to cry.
"Get it together Silver Spoon.. this is your life now.. no sense crying over spilled wine as momma would say." she sighs, breathing in a deep cleansing breath. She notes something unusual. Her loins feel warm and ache slightly though it doesn't dawn on her why. "I am so not in the mood to clop!" she argues with her body. "I just want out of here.. and maybe some eggs for breakfast." she chuckles as if ordering around her maids back home.
"Home.." she sighs again, with no idea how far her old home is, possibly several universes removed. "I guess my best hope is to get adopted. And hope my master is nice and not an extension of the hell I have been sent to." Sudenly she notices the pressure in her bladder from the previous lapping at her water dish last night. With a sigh of defeat she walks the few steps to the left corner of her cage, turns her hind quarters to the wall and relieves her self after raising her tail.
"I SO hate my new life!" she groans.
Things do not get better. The guard stallion who brings her her 'breakfast' only opens the cage door long enough to drop another dish of the same brown and green slop at her hooves. "try not to spill this one, you stupid bitch." he snaps and slams the door shut in her face. She studies the 5 digits on the end of his arm as he both locks and unlocks the latch.
Silver waits till her jailer exits the kennel through the same heavy metal door with the creaky hinges. She presses her snout through the bars in an attempt to get a good look at the locking mechanism. It is a simple sliding bolt. She can find no pad lock or any other tumbler driven device keeping her imprisoned. She reaches her hoof outside the bars. It would be easier if her hoof/paw had the same dexterity it once did but with some difficulty she manages to slide the bolt out of the locking groove and then pull the tip out of the doorway of her cell.
"FREEDOM!" she proclaims as boisterously as William Wallace as she pushes the door to her cage open and pops out of the kennel, glad to be distanced from her own sorry pile of waste.
As she begins trotting to the end of the hall, the male dogs stand up in their cages and take notice, barking and rattling their cages by scratching at the door with their claws. Eager to get to her and act on the pheromones she is oblivious to giving off. Silver Spoon yelps and quickens her pace, sliding to a halt on the concrete floor in front of the large red door. The handle is set at least three times her hight. She jumps but can not catch the handle in her teeth, falling just short of grabbing it.
She tries again before frantically looking around for something to boost her. There is nothing in her hall way. She drops her head and sighs with despair before she hears the stallion walking again towards the door.
In a split second she has to decide, stand there and wait for the door to open and make a break or go back to her cage and bide her time? Fear gets the better of her and she gallops back to her cage and slams the door shut just as the large door comes open.
"Sunuva…" the guard begins to swear as he spots a trail of wet paw prints leading out of Silver's cage. Aparently Silver had not realized her rear hooves/ paws had gotten soaked when she 'visited the restroom'. A few yellow paw prints lead out right in front of her cage.
Silver breaths a sigh of relief as she heard the door close and the stallions hoof steps fade away.
"Now whose the stupid bitch?" Silver smirked, rather proud of her self.
She had just begun to try and figure out how to get passed the second obstacle when the door came swinging open with such force that it hit the side of the wall, causing her neighbors to start another uproar, drowning out his hoof steps.
Before she knew it her opponent was standing at her front door and quickly snapped a pad lock through the latch on her bars. "HA! Thought you're so smart? Not so smart now are yea?" he chuckles in his triumph. "I'll just let the volunteers hose out your cage, you little shit." he walks away laughing.
Silver sighs and flinches as she hears the door slam shut. By this time her paw prints have dried and she doesn't notice. She has no idea how he knew she escaped "I guess that answers my question." she dips her hoof into her gravy and writes "Bitch" on the wall of her cell. She then dips her hoof again and draws a line to mark her first day as a prisoner in the pound.
With that done she hesitantly resigns her self to having breakfast, bending down and gobbling her kibble. The taste is not as bad as the first time. She seems to be rapidly adapting to her new body. The act itself is automatic and no longer as exciting, thought her loins still ache to be touched. She ignores her other needs as she scarfs down her dog chow.
"Shure.. Volunteers.. no different then when the maids came to clean up after me." she reasons and tries to ignore the mess and the stench coming from the back of her cell. Surely the volunteer would be along to clean her cage, and maybe while she is out, she would get some exercise or even, dare she hope
Silver Spoon dips into her breakfast and scrapes her hoof/paw down, trailing a line of gravy, to mark the beginning of another day on the wall of her cell. It seemed a good measure of her time spent in the canine prison, since the gravy's oils did not fade on the stainless steel. And it was certainly more desirable then using the other substance still left in an increasing messy pile in the back of her crate.
True to his word, the guard seems to intentionally let her lie in her own filth, for his perceived slight against him, in her foiled escape attempt. He had been very weary of her as he dropped her food and water dish, letting them splatter slightly on the floor of her cage, making her conditions that much more untidy.
"Oh.. my.."
She hears a mare gasp in a whisper. Silver looks up to see a yellow coated pegasus, crouched down at her knees to peer into her cage. Was it due to her wings or was she just that light on her hooves that Silver never heard her steps fall?
"You made quite a mess, haven't you?" she asks in a sincere tone of concern and uses a wing to fan the smell away from her nose.
"You poor baby!" the mare in khaki volunteer's blouse and blue jeans and slippers over her hooves, smiles. She has a name tag over her left breast that reads 'Flutter Shy and over her right is a butterfly pendant, with a blue body and light pink wings that matched the long, natural flowing, soft, mane just like that of Silver's mother, except only a shade darker perhaps.
"This simply will not do.. no not at all." she tisks gently and reaches for the lock. Silver Spoon finally tears her eyes away from the two fleshy orbs that aprently caused the mare's 'barrel' to swell under her blouse.
As Silver meets her soft green eyes and pleasant smile, she is instantly instilled with an instinctual sense of peace and safety. Every instinct in her canine body was telling her "This is a good pony.. and I should be good to her." Silver was only vaguely aware of the warmth and serenity washing over her in the young mares eyes as she inserts a key in the lock. The thought of escape was fleeting as Ms. Shy reaches out her arms after opening the door. "Come on now.. I won't hurt you. You can finish breakfast later. Right now lets get you all cleaned and groomed."
Silver had mixed emotions about being bathed. Her first thought was "But my mane!" but then she remembered the conditions she was living in and sniffed under her foreleg pit, recoiling slightly. She brought her fore hoof to her nose and gagged on the stench of dried food and waste that littered her cage floor.
Silver Spoon sighed and begin slowly, cautiously, making her way to the open door "Gotcha!" Ms. Shy giggled and grabbed her up, her fingers gently wrapped around the little pony/ dog's barrel as she hoisted her up into her arms with a playful smirk at her apparent triumph over another skittish animal.
"There now, don't you worry. Momma Shy is gonna make sure your coat shines again.." she pauses to look at the tag around Silver's neck, fondling it gently in her fingertips as she smiles "Ms. Spoon." she coos and holds her close to her chest.
"Momma.. Shy?" Silver mournfully recalls the last sweet words of her mother.
"There there my child.. momma's here."
Ms. Shy can feel the foal shiver and whimper in her embrace. Is she sad, scared, or just uncertain of her? Fluttershy doesn't know for sure but holds the filly/ puppy close to her chest.
Silver can hear the mare's heart beat just as clear as it we're her own. At first it begins to soothe her and hold back the tears welling up in her big violet eyes.
She flinches as she thinks for just a moment she can hear the steady *BEEP.. BEEP.. BEEP..* of an EKG in perfect rhythm with the mare's gentle palpitations. She could almost swear the device was right there in the room, somehow tapping out each beat of the kindly young mare's warm heart, like a medical metronome.
The Beeping dies away however as she feels the mare stand up. She can feel the flesh underneath her blouse and even a
"Is is that her teat?!" she gasps and feels the other one in the same place on the opposite breast.
"Oh my.. you are an affectionate one.." the mare giggled and blushed, moaning slightly as Silver proded with her hooves deeper into her sensitive nipples. "OH!" she squeaks "Nnnot so hard, Silver Spoon." she gently scolds "Claws can hurt you know." she giggles and smiles.
Silver is taken back by the realization as she recalls her hoof's reflection in the water dish as that of a paw with four clawed toes and a dew claw further up her foreleg. "Oh right.. dog." she sighs and retracts her offending hooves from her molestations, fearing her claws, of which she is only partially aware of, may indeed damage the mare's sensitive teats.
As the mare begins totting her down the corridor, Silver notes the expressions of her canine colleagues. Some are laying peaceful on the floor of their kennels and others are happily greeting the mare, with wagging tails and tongues hanging out. They do not bark or growl as they do with the guards that enter, with their shiny badges and baseball caps, but whimper slightly to garnish her attention and likely her affections.
Silver is carried outside the red door for the first time into a nondescript white hallway "Oh Mr. Wolfsbane." Ms Shy hestiantly announces, peering into an open door and Silver see's her adversary sitting at his desk. The tall light blue earth stallion with a silver mane wears an uncharacteristic smile for the young volunteer. "Yes Ms. Shy?" He ignores the disobedient bitch in her arms.
"I'm going to take little Ms. Silver here out for a bath and some much needed fresh air." she announces to her superior in a very quiet and subdued tone "If thats.. okay I mean." Fluttershy keeps her eyes down at Silver Spoon, fininding more comfort in meeting her soft and cool lavender eyes then the stern glare her superior had now. "It's fine. Just be careful. She's a little smart ass and an escape artist." he chuckles as Silver sticks her tongue out at him.
Fluttershy feels Silver tense up and hears her growl slightly but ignores the errant foal/ canine. "I was wondering it it's not too much trouble.. could you be sure and um.. hose out her cage for me.." Shy asks in a whisper "I mean.. I'm not accusing you of anything, but her conditions are not exactly up to our standards. Are they?" she squeaks.
"Fine." the stallion sighs despondently. "After I finish my coffee." he states as he lifts his mug to his lips and takes a sip. "It should be done by the time.. ugh.. Miss Silver gets her bath." he groans at how cute Fluttershy was being, almost forcing him to comply with her wishes.
"Thank you very much." Shy bows and continues walking down the hall toward a another door, with the warm morning sun pouring through a tiny window.
Silver Spoon has to squint at the bright sunlight she hadn't seen in two days, and hold a hoof over her eyes to shield them from Celestia's radiance if indeed ponies in this world did have a princess who controlled the phases of sun and moon as she did in her former life.
Fluttershy hums a gentle tune that Silver Spoon does not recognize. Either it is a song not heard of in her world or she had just never heard of it in her former life.
Still, like the mare's voice itself, it is soothing, almost drowning out the occasional *BEEP BEEP BEEP* that seems to be summoned by and keeps in perfect rhythm of the pegasus's heart beat. As annoying and disconcerting as the constant Beeping sound is, the heart beat is soothing like that of her mother's when she used to lie with her after a particularly bad dream prompted the Silver foal to sneak into her parents bed and snuggle between them.
"If like, this is hell, it's not so bad."
Silver sighs to herself and snuggles into Shy's embrace as she carries her across the lush green well manicured grass of an enclosed running area where the dogs get their exercise. It is surrounded by a chain link fence and wide enough to hold many dogs her size and larger with plenty of space to run and play.
But if Silver had her way she would choose to remain in Fluttershy's arms. "Here you go." Sadly those hopes are dashed as Fluttershy gently drops Silver Spoon in a dry metal wash basin. "Now you be a good girl and stay right here. I'm going to go get some nice shampoo and a hose." she sighs "Oh I hope the water isn't too cold." she squeaks and rises to walk back inside the plain cinderblock building.
Silver Spoon whimpers, feeling alone and slightly abandoned, but she calms her self and looks out over the basin at her surroundings. She see's several heavily used chew toys and balls on the grass and places where dogs have dug holes and done their 'business'.
As she basks in the hot sun her nose is assaulted by the many pleasant and new smells, overwhelming her now hyper sensitive olfactory nodes. She sniffs the air rapidly, taking in each smell of every mare, foal, and stallion and even a passing cat outside the fence, having to fight hard to ignore her instincts to leap out of the tub and give chase, knowing that the fence would render her pursuit futile. And she did not want to disappoint Ms. Shy.
If this is Ponyville or a reasonable facsimile of it, she does not recognize it.
In her Ponyville only a few Earth ponies and Unicorns owned automobiles besides the local fire, guard, and EMS services of which she was once painfully aware, prior to her death.
In this version of Ponyville however, the smell of exhaust fumes and the sound of motors can be sensed in abundance. "I guess like, having fingers makes it more fun to drive.. or perhaps cars are more affordable here." she sighs as she tries to occupy her mind.
She watches a garbage truck backing up with a *BEEP.. BEEP.. BEEP..* only it is not like a normal signal a truck would give off while backing up, but the sound and rythem of her EKG. *BEEP.. BEEP.. BEEP..* Silver grasps her ears in her hooves, trying to shield them and grits her teeth growling and snarling.
"STOP IT! I'm dead I GET IT.. please stop reminding me of my life before!" she begs as the sound is neither muffled nor diminished by covering her ears. "please just let me move on!"
Then all at once, as if Luna or Celestia had taken pity on her, the beeping stopped and out walked Ms. Shy, carrying a pail of warm soapy water and sponge.
Silver Spoon yelps in fear as the warm suds are poured over her head, into the basin. She soon settles into the luke warm water however with a gentle sigh. Then suddenly she feels an urge she can't resist. She stands up in the tub and violently shakes her torso back and fourth, vibrating her entire body and slinging soapy water all over her caretaker.
Fluttershy squeals and giggles as the foal/ pup inadvertently soaks her with her bath water "Silly puppy.." she coos "It's not my bath time." she reminds and begins unbuttoning her wet, dirty blouse. It is only then that Silver notices the brown paw prints of filth her gropeing hooves/ paws had left on the mare's uniform as she explored her breasts.
Silver mirrors the mare's kind smile, making the young pegasus smile even wider. "Good.. I'm glad the water is warm." she sighs on Silver's behalf noting the calm and abject contentment in the foal/ pup's eyes.
Fluttershy dips the sponge in the warm suds and began washing Silver's back. Silver's eyes roll back and she sighs, hanging out her tongue as the mare scrubs at her coat hard, to get all the dirt and grime out "I've never seen an owner braid their pet's mane before, at least not so elegantly." Fluttershy almost apologetically states as she removes the ribbon from the base of Silver Spoon's mane, letting it unravel and unfurl so she can wash it.
"He must have loved you dearly." She strokes Silvers mane with a sorrowful and tender hand, heavy with sadness "If he loved me.. then why did he leave me?" she asks more herself since all Fluttershy hears are slight whimperings of a lost puppy, left abandoned and alone in a scary new world "I know you miss him don't you?" she sighs and strokes Silver gently before going back to scrub her sides and flanks "Miss him.. I don't even remember him." Silver sighs and whimpers.
Fluttershy takes great care to get every inch of the filly/ puppy clean, lifting her fore and hind legs to scrub at the hooves/ pads of her paws to get all the gunk and grime from between the Silver canine's toes. "Ooooh yeah!" she moans and sighs "Thank you so much Ms. Shy." she coos
"You're most welcome, Silver Spoon."
Silver's eyes bolt open wide "What? can.. can you like, hear me?!" she turns to face the mare with a look of astonishment and shock.
"What's wrong Silver dear?" the mare asks with profound concern. "Too rough.. oh is the water getting cold?" she replies with great distress.
Silver sighs, her hopes for having some pony to talk to, dashed on the rocks of her canine reality. She just shakes her head slightly, but Fluttershy doesn't pick up on it, too busy testing the temperature of the water, with an elbow, as if she were bathing her own foal. "I just wanted to give you a warm bath.. but I'll need to rinse you off with the hose." she sighs "If I have some time left after I get to the others, I promise I'll see about braiding your fur again." she promises as Silver smiles and nods slightly. Fluttershy picks up on this response, but she is used to animals understanding her and makes no further mention of it.
Silver is taking out onto the pavement and hosed down. The cool water is a sharp and refreshing contrast of the summer sun on her fur. Fluttershy steps back as the filly/ puppy shakes off the excess water, creating a cascade of sparkling droplets and a rainbow in the mid afternoon light.
Fluttershy fills a water dish and pats Silver's head "Okay Silver. I'm going to go now." she stands up "I'm going to leave you out here to dry and get some air. I need to go now and tend to your friends." she says sweetly "Take heart sweet Silver. You'll find some pony to love you. Until you do.. you'll have me.. twice to three times a week." she sighs and steps through the door to reenter the building.
Silver Spoon looks around the yard. There is a single tree to lie under and get some shade, but for now she needs the sun to dry her coat. She has too look her best to snag a master and be taken to a new home.
The grass is clean and freshly cut. The smell is pleasant and puts her in the mood for play. Instinct takes over and she bends down to pick up a chew toy in her muzzle and drop down on the warm pavement to dry while she viscously chews on the rubber dog bone, ignoring the other dogs' scents and slobber or the many teeth marks on the bone. "Who knows." she chuckles around the rubber toy "Maybe I'll buck myself with it later.. and then burry it!" she growls and bites down on the bone.
"Ugh.. Fluttershy, darling, I simply can not fathom how you talk me into these things!"
An ivory coated unicorn mare, with a curly purple mane, wearing a yellow sun dress, wide brimmed hat and dark shades, hides her face behind her hand from security cameras, like she is some high profile media star, avoiding unwanted attention from paparazzi as she enters the Ponyville Animal Shelter.
"I know Rarity.. I'm sorry to ask you but I assumed only you could do her justice." Shy fiddles with with her fingers nervously "I really appreciate this Rarity."
"Oh think nothing of it, Flutter dear." Rarity sighs and waves her hand dismissively "If you say this.. canine.. is of a special pedigree, who am I to judge differently?" she asks coyly with her fingers pressed to her chest to emphasize her point dramatically.
"There is something special about her, I can feel it!" Fluttershy eagerly nods "The poor dear had the most beautiful braid.. I just felt horrible that I couldn't find the time to groom her properly." she squeaks.
Rarity sighs again. "Well darling, I am not exactly a dog grooming specialist." she scoffs slightly and brushes back her mane casually. "But for you, I shall endeavor to do my best. You are after all the only pony who can watch Opal Essence while I'm out of town, and I am well aware of how difficult she can be." Rarity sighs dramatically with the back of her hand to her forehead.
"Oh.. she isn't any trouble really." Fluttershy blushes slightly "But I am so grateful you took the time out of your busy schedule to come down here. Silver Spoon is a high class canine. She is used to being pampered and groomed to perfection. She needs a look that will attract the right owner who will treat her to the lifestyle she is accustomed to. She is a very special bitch, with a very sad story."
They hear snickers coming from the young dragon in the black hoodie and jeans, carrying a very fancy blue suede bag with the stylized 'R' that Rarity is known for as her signature she earmarks all her clothes and designs that come out of Carousel Boutique.
"Really Spike?" Rarity lowers her shades to glare over the rims with her icey blue eyes "I mean.. seriously?" she scolds in much the same manner as Silver's mother called her down for chuckling at utterance of the same word. The only difference is Rarity verbalized what Golden Spoon said with just one look.
"Sorry, Rarity." the love struck dragon scratches the back of his neck nervously with his five claws.
"That's quite all right." she nods in response "I am very pleased to have you accompany me for this little.. errand." she sighs and rolls her eyes, she can already smell the the stench of the kennels as they walk past the big red door. She places a handkerchief over her nose as she walks past the kennel entrance.
"Right in here." Fluttershy pushes open a door to an office with a medical examination and operating table and a medical cabinet, sink, and several instruments. "Please don't touch anything!" Fluttershy squeaks out apologetically "But you can make use of the table, lights and sink.. if you want to that is." she replies to her own statement nervously. The examination table has three high intensity lights hovering over it, for emergency surgery on abused or neglected animals.
Rarity runs her index finger over the top of the counter where the sink is located and examines her snow white fur on the tip of her finger closely "Hmm.. well it's clean at least." she looks around at her surroundings "I suppose I can make do with this. The sink from how you described her is.. of adequate size.. for her deep pore cleansing. Yes I think we can work with this." she proclaims with a fist curled on her hips and nod of approval.
"Oh.. thats wonderful.. I'll go get your client!" Fluttershy heads for the door, excitedly.
"Flutter dear." she removes her shades and levitates out of her bag her red reading glasses. Fluttershy turns at the mention of her name. "I'll do this for you, but it's a one time deal. I shall make the poor dear, look and smell her best, but it's up to you and your staff to keep her fresh and clean." Rarity staunchly informed as Spike set down the bag and begin setting several shampoos and conditioners and other cosmetic tools and products such as brushes and files and tooh paste and tooth brush, on the counter top.
"I understand, Rarity. Thanks again." she bows and exits the medical ward office.
It was a slight breach in protocol to leave Rarity and Spike unescorted in an authorized personal only area but she already had her manager's permission. As far as the blue stallion; Wolfesbane, was concerned, Silver Spoon had already been branded a trouble maker from day 1. She constantly incited her neighbors to barking fits with her sudden outbursts and even escaped her kennel once. To make matters worse she was in heat, and it drove the other dogs insane with lust.
Wolfsbane had considered, when petitioned with the idea from his favorite volunteer, that anything that could get Silver Spoon adopted and out of his mane for good was alright in his book. Right now though the chief Animal Control Officer was out on a call in his cage covered pickup truck, dealing with a snake found in the local school house. When Ms. Cheerilee dialed Animal Control on her cell, she was dealing with several panicked fillies and few skittish colts. The snake wasn't poisonous, but better safe then sorry.
Silver Spoon was lounging in the floor of her cage. It was once again spotless, having been hosed out and dried. She was bored out of her mind and started drawing more with her food on the walls. After replacing the two marks she had added a third slash this morning, marking day 3 after waking up in her new body, new world, and new miserable and undignified life.
She hears that familiar door swing open on those confounded, Celestia forsaken, rusty hinges "Jeese, with all these cars around, no pony has like, a can of oil to spare?" she sighs and rolls her eyes. Accept for the rusted hinges, and the droppings on the lawn in the exercise yard, Ponyville Animal Shelter was a clean and well maintained facility. It was small but adequately equipped for a small town government office.
Silver Spoon clambered to the bars and wagged her tail with excitement "Oh thank Luna!" she exclaimed and pawed at the bars desperately, as she smelled the sweet scent of the kindly pegasus, who promised to do her mane just yesterday, after giving the silver pup her first bath.
Rarity paced the extent of the medical office, keeping all her doubts and peeves to herself. Spike watched her intently as she paced from one end of the room to the other, while he sat on the examination table, the young drake kicking his legs back and fourth to occupy himself as he lets them dangle over the side.
"I swear Spike.." she groans "This is absolutely the last time I do a makeover, probono." Rarity chuckles with fingers to her muzzle demurely.
The door opens and in steps Fluttershy. In her arms she carries, wrapped around the chest and abdomen of the most adorable and emasculate puppy Rarity has ever seen. Silver Spoon is wide eyed and bushy tail wagging, her dangling hind legs kicking slightly as she recognizes the one 'Pony every pony should know'. "I can't believe Ms. Rarity is here!" she squees internally at the sight of her idle. Of course she knows Rarity. Every filly with half a brain for fashion knows the Alabaster fashionista of Ponyville. Silver Spoon looked up to and admired her, in her former life.
"OH MY CELESTIA!" Rarity squeed with excitement as she rushed over "Aren't you the most precious puppy I have ever seen, yes you are yes you are!" she answered her own question and scratched between the ears of the Silver puppy's cute little head causing her to kick her left leg wildly as Rarity mumbled in-comprehensive foal talk to the filly turned canine.
Silver rolled her eyes. She hated when her aunts and grandmothers talked baby talk to her. But she grinned and barred it for Rarity's sake "Oh I could just eat her all up! She's such a little darling!" Rarity squealed and couldn't keep her hands off the soft shiny coat. Silver Spoon was loving every minute of the attention.
"I'm glad you like her Rarity.." Fluttershy blushed and smiled as the usually collected lady of a mare fawned over and doted on the puppy in her arms. "I had a feeling you would. Would you.. like to hold her?"
"Oh I would, darling.." Rarity sighed with regret, "but I'm afraid if I did, I might never put her down again!" her tone changes to her usually more serious demeanor "And I simply must keep to schedule. My time is limited and I must get back before Sweetie Belle gets home from school and starts using my good fabrics for her little projects.. again." she sighs while pinching the bridge of her muzzle between her thumb and index.
"Just.. please put her in the sink." Rarity sighs.
"You knooow she IS up for adoption.. cleared for all diseases, has her shots and is house broke…" Fluttershy is halted in mid thought as Rarity raises her hand insistently "I would Fluttershy.. you know I truly would." she sighs as Fluttershy lays Silver Spoon in the sink. Rarity strokes her from nap of neck to base of tail, as Silver looks up at her with big sad and hopeful lavender eyes "She is truly a beautiful beast.. to the point where that word is a terrible miscarriage of justice to describe something so precious." she says sadly and strokes Silvers head.
"Rarity.. you'd be perfect for each other!" Fluttershy pleads "She needs a caring mare like you who will…" "FLUTTERSHY.. please!" Rarity barks and recoils in horror at her own outburst, as the pegasus retreats into her self and squeaks in fear and shock.
"Fluttershy.. darling." Rarity approaches Fluttershy slowly and lifts her hand to stroke her friends soft pink mane as if trying to comfort a timid animal "I'm sorry.. I would take her in a heart beat.. truly I would.. but you know Opal as well as I.. maybe even more so." she sighs again with a double helping of regret, one for not having the close relationship with her cat that she would be all to happy to pretend was her own foal if she could bring her self to suspend disbelief, and two, the fact that she couldn't adopt Silver Spoon because her current 'baby' would at best never forgive Rarity and at worst, hurt Silver.
Rarity draws in a deep breath as she tries to think how best to put this so Fluttershy will understand "Opal will never accept another pet invading her territory.. I may joke about eating Ms. Silver alive.. but Opal certainly would." she sighs.
Silver gulps and occupies herself with her thoughts, based on what she heard from the mare she idolized, or at least the two legged 'freak', wearing her face.
"So Sweetie Belle is in this universe." she realizes with a sigh "Of course Sweetie is here, if Ms Rarity has a doppleganger in this bizzaro world. At least I know if Ms. Rarity and Ms. Shy both live here, this must be Ponyville.. at least as they know it. a thought suddenly crossed her mind I wonder if Diamond or Momma have a counterpart here.. maybe even Poppa.. would.. would he still be alive? While Silver struggles with getting her hopes up, Fluttershy just nods her understanding and gently excuses herself to tend to the other dogs and her duties as a volunteer at the shelter.
Rarity stands there, struggling herself, bitting her bottom lip to keep from calling to Shy and apologizing further.
Rarity draws in a deep cleansing breath, grits her teeth harder and makes some very disturbing facial expressions and eye twitches as she swallows her emotions. She is a master of the art. Her abilities to hide her reactions and emotional ticks would be the envy of the most skilled changeling spies!
Rarity turned on her high heels abruptly, offering a warm smile and soft eyes, filled with calm determination.
"Now Ms. Silver Spoon."
"let's.."
"get.."
"FABULOUS!" she says this with a wild, wide eyed expression of excitement.
Had Silver or Spike seen her going through the motions before, they might have been concerned.
Instead Silver Spoon just wags her tail, rattling it against the aluminum sink and panting in her own excitement and anticipation of her big spa treatment and makeover.
Things sem to be looking up for the foal turned canine.
