> From man to mare: An aching heart
>  by The Psychopath
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> You are retreived
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Seeing as some had trouble with figuring out what was going on when I would switch from the narrator's viewpoint to Silver's, I'll just have the entire thing narrated by "her", even IF she isn't there.





The plains that I was in were magnificent today. I couldn't smell anything but clean pure air. While living in the mountains, I DID have occasionnal wafts of mint and pinecones, they paled to the scent here. The green grass was flowing ever-so gently in the wind as the few white clouds above this small house waved hello. The sun was shining bright as well...the sun. Stupid Celestia. It had been a year since I was exiled, and I was wondering when I was going to return to Twilight and the others. I may have hated Rarity for her constant forcing of me going with Big Mac, they were still my first true friends. Discord was out of my mind, and I was living with Cyclon Opal.

He isn't a bad guy. No. We actually have several things in common to be honest. He's been teaching me ways of ridding myself of frustration, such as meditation (which hardly worked by the way), and combat techniques. The same ones he used against me that night. They have been working better than the rest, and pummeling Cyclon into oblivion has been the most fun I've had since...ever! Sometimes, we do tend to get to close to each-wagablargh! Hey brain! What the fuck?!

You mad?

Grrr. Anyways, it was today that I was going to be sent back to Ponyville, with Cyclon no doubt. His duty of guarding me wasn't over, and if I read that letter correctly, I was still going to live with him in some house next to Rarity's boutique. If the letters sent by the other guards were anything to judge from, there was only one bed to fit two. What? He'll sleep on the floor. Ain't no way in hell that I'm sleeping in the same bed as him. I may be a mare now, but I was once a man! Even if I...have some bits and pieces changed here and there...and I've been getting strange feelings towards him...ugh.

Welp, Celestia and Luna were coming on that weird platform thing of theirs towed by the other guards. I wasn't going to let them down with a boring entrance, now was I?





As Luna and her sister landed upon the ground in front of the house, Celestia looked around and took in a deep breath.

"This place is quite refreshing. It's calm and clean. I see now why Cyclon has always decided to live in places like this."

"Yes. I think that maybe she has learned to control her internal anger since we last-" Luna was cut off by something getting thrown through the houses window.

Cyclon rolled around before finding halting while still on his back. He rubbed his head in pain as he closed his eyes.

"Ow. She cheated. I'll get her back for-huh?! Oh! Princesses. It is an honor to see you again."

"As we can tell by your awkward position in front of us." Luna chuckled.

Cyclon cleared his throat and stood back up. He gave a nervous smile and rubbed the back of his head.

"Heh...um...you want to know what just happenned, right?"

Both princesses nodded with a "try me" face.

"Well, while Silver has been here recuperating, I've been trying to find ways to make her less aggressive."

"I trust it hasn't worked?" Celestia spoke with a crocked eyebrow.

"On the contrary. It seems that she loves to hit things. I should've seen that at first glance." the whitte pegasus said while rubbing his chin and looking at the ground with the corner of his eye.

"So you've been teaching her fighting techniques?" Celestia wondered.

"Yes I have."

"WOOHOO!" I screamed from the top of my lungs.

I coldn't help but gallop towards Cyclon as he stood staring at me like he was astonished. I couldn't help but wrap an arm around him and annoy him a bit more.

"Aha! The student has surpassed the master. Tat makes twelve for me and eight for you. I'm the best!"

"Ahem. Silver. The princesses are here."

"Hm?" I said boringly. 

He was right. I couldn't help but smile gleefully and run towards Luna and hug her real tight-like.

"It's good to see you again, Luna." I shout in joy.

"It is good to see you as well. How has your time with him been?" Luna whispers to me with a "discreet" wink.

I back up and squint a little. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, nothing."

"Mhmm...Celestia." I follow with a bland tone in my voice.

Let's just say that our relationship was soured when she tried to kill me the first time I had come here. Something about the true Silver destroying magic and connecting worlds or something like that. Some form of cliché "destroy all the worlds" scenario. Whatever the deal, Luna managed to make up for it quite well, while Celestia still gave me a bad after-taste in my mouth.

"Silver." she answers with an equally bland face.

We stare at eachother for awhile, rising the tensions in the air. Luna and Cyclon both look at eachother in worries.

"Sister, shouldn't we be bringing her back to Ponyville?"

"Hm. Yes. We should. Come you two."

"Fine, but I'm only sitting next to Luna or Cyclon." I say in a huff, raising my...snout high.

"I have no quarrels with that decision." Celestia replied with an angry undertone.

We arrived near that weird platform carriage. The guards tugged at their helmets as they felt the rising tension in the air. Celestia went first, followed by Cyclon and Luna. Then, I went in and sat between Luna and my body-guard. The four pegasi were about to take off when Cyclon shouted:

"Wait! I forgot my armor. I won't be long."

A few minutes of silence and anger before Cyclon came back with his silver armor encrusted with blue jewels. He often told me about its story and why it had become a piece of heritage of the Opal family. He sat proudly back on his spot in the carriage. Celestia looked at him then turned back to the four pegasi up front and nodded. In a few seconds we were in the air, letting the cold winds slide off our faces.

"I swear. A year as a mare and I'm still not used to this. Anyone would have gotten used to this.Pff, but this mane is, pff, annoying me. That, and I can literally feel the wind flowing off these wretched curves. Grmbl."

To take my mind off things, I look at Cyclon who had his eyes closed and cherished the winds of the sky on his face. =I give a side grin and lift an eyebrow, then I tilt towards Luna and whisper:

"Watch what happens when I get close to him."

"I'm watching." she said with a mischievous grin. 

Taking advantage of his obliviousness, I lean over towards him and hug him in a "tender" manner. He immediately wakes up from his day dream and begins to shiver. Taking a peek at his face, I could see that he was all sweaty and turned from white to red. His blue mane and tail were all straightened out and he couldn't stand it. Luna put a hoof to her face and muffled a giggle.

"Ha! He's stunned! HE...he...he looks kinda...N-n-no! Shut up brain! Stop that!"

I'm on a role here! I'm not stoppin' for anything!

"You will pay for this insolence!"

Apparently, I was giving Cyclon a "gaga" look, meaning that I was apparently showing...blurp...affection towards him. Luna caught on to this and gave me that "you like him, don't you?" face with the smile to go with it. I hang my head down in shame while the guard wipes his forehead and exhales. Luna whispered to me:

"Ah? It seems you HAVE been getting a bit close to eachother."

"What? No! It..it was all part of the prank. Yeah." I give a nervous smile while she centers one of those uncomfortable stares at me.

"I know love when I see it."

"Haha! Love. Good one. I didn't think you had a sense of humor."

Luna crocked an eyebrow.

"What?"

"We are here." Celestia said, still not turning around.

I leaned over the sides to see that she wasn't lying. That little town was there, but I could barely see it from up here. I did, however, see Cloudsdale very easily. I couldn't spot Rainbow Dash anywhere though. Hmm...I wonder where she could be.

"Here I come." I think to myself.


> The spa sisters
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We circled around Ponyville for a short while before landing in front of a weird house. I don't know how, but it looked exactly like my cottage back on Earth. Something was off here, and I didn't like it. As we all hopped off, everyone around us bowed down in front of the princesses.

"Brown noses." I think while giving a smile and rubbing my nose with a hoof.

One of the four guards opened the doors, allowing us to enter. Celestia, with her big-ass horn and height, could barely fit through. I purposely didn't hide my chuckles, just to annoy her. Once she finally got in, with a loud and painful grunt no  doubt, I went towards that "little" hole and bounced through it. I hopped in and out of the passage just to convey a message to Mrs Murder:

"See? You just have to walk in and out. In. And out. It's not hard."

I could see her turning red. Luna was the one to speak however, about where everything was and how it was. My beliefs were right, everything was exactly like my cottage. I wonder if the security system is still zapping everything? Muahahaha!

"-and the bedroom-" Luna tried to finish, but I interrupted her.

With a look of confusion and being "weirded out", I walked towards a door adjacent from the living room, where a fluffy carpet lay upon the floor.

"The bedroom is here." I say as I pushed the door open.

"Y-yes." Luna stuttered.

This place was pretty well kept. There were shelves and closets made of a fine tanned wood here and there in this room. For some reason, it had been set up to look like the sea. I don't know why they did this, but the feeling that impending doom will happen to me in this room just filled the air. There were two windows on the right wall, while the left was covered by a gigantic closet. Cyclon and I looked around in smiles as we checked out the room. I hopped on the bizarrely huge bed with comfettors and pillows decorated a-la ocean world. I was quite comfortable and bouncy.

"I call this bed." I said joyfully while bouncing around on the comfettor.

"There is only one bed." Celestia said.

I immediately stopped rolling around and stared at her with a horrified expression.

"What do you mean there's only ONE bed?" 

It was Celestia's revenge. She knew that I didn't like to be around Cyclon that much, and being so close to eachother made us both nervous. That bitch shrugged and said:

"I'm sorry, but there wasn't enough room to put two of them. You'll have to sleep together."

Cyclon turned from a pristine white to a blood red, drawing the attention of the guards near the door.

"You did this on purpose." I say as I point towards her.

She decided to put on the "innocent" act.

"I don't know what you're talking about! There really was no room left."

"Fine. Then Cyclon sleeps on the floor or on one of the couches i the living room." 

"What?! I work hard and I spent a year taking care of you after that 'incident'. If somepony is going to sleep on the floor, it's you!"

"Nope. Let's use Rarity's lady technique. I'm not the stallion here. You should be used to sleeping in rough areas, especially seing as you are a soldier at that."

We both continued to argue and literally started to push eachother with our heads while bearing fangs. Celestia leaned slowly loser towards us with a wicked smile.

"I didn't know you two were in a relationship."

"It's not like that!" we both yelled in unison, only to look at eachother from the side and turn red again.

"Yes. I'm sure."

"Princess Celestia!" yelled a familiar voice.

"Twilight?" I asked out loud.

"Silver?" the voice answered.

From behind Celestia, Twilight popped up. The one who harbored me in her den whilst I was confused and without anything to help me start out here.

"It's good to see you again!" I shuoted with joy.

"Wow. You seem...different. More happy. What happenned while you were gone?"

"Cyclon here taught me some fighting techniques. They really help get steam off your system, especially when I beat him up!"

"Yeah. I've been letting you win everytime."

"Mhmm. Sure you have." I say with an annoyed face.

"Anyways, this is where you will be sleeping." Celestia continued "You will be performing patrols around Ponyville, Cyclon, and I hope that you wear your armor whilst doing so."

"Yes m'am." he said with a salute.

The two princesses smiled and walked back to the carriage, except Celestia gave me a side smirk. I shook my hoof angrily at her. They were finally gone, leaving me, Cyclon and Twilight alone in silence. This was extremely awkward.

"So Silver, Rarity told me that, when you came back, that I should bring you to her."

"Why?"

"She's been preparing something for your return."

"*sigh* Fine. Let's see what she wants."

I walk outside, allowing myself to bathe in the sunlight. This was actually quite enjoyable. While I usually stayed in the shadows, this world and Silver...they've been opening up something inside me. I don't know what it is, but it has been disturbing and enjoyable at the same time. I wonder how the true Silver would have been had she not been a Giga Sparkle...

"Well, I can see that you two have been busy since you left." Twilight says to Cyclon while leaning against the door.

"Yeah. She catches up pretty well when it comes to martial techniques." the guard replies while putting his armor on.

"No. I meant, you've been busy emotionally".

Cyclon cringes and drops his helmet, only to pick it back up carefully.

"I have some patrolling to do. Please excuse me." he said, galopping at extreme speeds out of the house.

Twilight comes back out and closes the door behind her, soon followed by her forcing me to come with her to Rarity's shop.

"Wait, shouldn't we lock the door?" I ask.

"What for? Only a strong unicorn can break the spell over your house."

"Huh?"

"Royal guards all have spells placed on their houses for protection of their goods. Only when the spell has been dissipated can anypony go in them."

"Riiiight. Come to think of it, weren't we just next to Rarity's-"

"We're here." she says gleefully. "Now wait at this spot until I go get Rarity. I think you'll love her surprise."

I watched Twilight gallop off towards the boutique in eagerness. She wanted to see my reaction to whatever surprise this was. Wait a minute, when Rarity gave me surprises, they usually meant that I'd be going to...oh no.

About time you figured it out, lovey-dovey.

"Shut-up, brain!"

"SILVER!" yelled a lady-like voice that made me cringe.

"H-hi Rarity."

"It's good to see you again!" she says with a glowing smile.

"It's good to see you too." I say blandly.

"So." she starts to whisper as she invades my personal space. "How is Cyclon?"

"He's okay."

"Oh come on! Surely you see more in him than just 'a good friend'?"

"NO! Nothing more, nothing less." I pout and avert my gaze.

"Mhmm. Anyways, thank you Twilight Sparkle. I'll take good care of her."

"Okay then. See you later. I think Pinkie will be glad to hear that she's back too."

A wave goodbye and Twilight was returning to her library. Everything was happening so fast. I couldn't follow up on any conversations taking place. The only parts I managed to follow were the parts about me and Cyclon having an intimate relationship. *shiver* Such a horrid thought. I found Rarity dragging me across Ponyville again. It seemed that everybody had settled down with the crisis I had awhile agao, and everything was rebuilt. I just can't help remembering the sight of two swirly eyes watching me at the time. Oh well.

"I'm taking you back to the spa. Fluttershy is waiting for me there. I'm sure she'll be glad to see you again."

"Yeah. 'Glad'."

"Oh pfff. Don't be such a downer. You'll love it! I even reserved the 'special' treatment from Aloe and Lotus for when you were to come back. Although, I'm sure that Cyclon has been massaging you quite well since your time away."

Le death glare.

"I forgot. Sorry, but it is still painfully obvious that you two have something going for eachother."

"Whatever. Let's just get to the spa and get this over with. I hate things like the spa. I may have warmed up to it, but I was still uncomfortable with being a man in such a girly place."

Rarity gave me a side smile as we finally arrived at the spa. Entering this blindingly pink place, I could smell that aroma filling my nostrils once again. And wouldn'tcha know it, only Fluttershy and and a new pony at the register were there. Well, atleast I wouldn't have to wait.

"Hi Fluttershy." I say with a weak smile.

"Oh! Silver. You're back. Have you told Pinkie Pie yet?"

"No. I'm not really in the mood to have a party right now."

"Oh, well the spa is going to help you relax, like it has always done."

"Hopefully."

"There we go girls. We get the spa treatment, and Silver gets her 'special massage'." Rarity said as she handed us towels given to her by the pony at the register.

"Wait, you mean that terrifyingly painful technique they would use on me to get my 'chi' flowing again?"

"Precisely."

"Uhhh. I don't think I want to deal with that again." I say nervously while slowly backing up.

"TOO BAD!" Rarity shouts.

That unicorn traps my legs with her magic, causing me to fall down, and allowing her to freely drag me across the floor, much to the amusement of mister register. Like before, I get the super hose down, then the sauna, then the hose again, then the mud bath, then the hose AGAIN, and then something new. This time, we were in some sort of "aroma therapy".

Placed inside of a somewhat sealed off area (we still need fresh oxygen), a bowl of incense is being burnt right on a table in front of us. Rarity was the one to choose the fragrance. It was called "Heart's delight". A somewhat discreet way of conveying a message to me. We all leaned back against the wooden wall. This thing was agonizingly pleasurable.

"So, Rarity, why did you choose this fragrance?"

"Oh. For nothing. It is just a special fragrance that shows only to you who your 'special somepony' is in the smoke."

My eyes shot wide open, causing me to see Cyclon in smoke form right in front of me. He was giving that 'swagga' look. I felt my heart race involuntarily and panic began to form on my face.

"Are you alright?" Fluttershy asked.

I was too disturbed to answer.

"C'mon brain! Wtf?! What are you doing?"

I'm just trollin' aboot. I'm not doing anything here, you are.

"Perhaps, but you're the one in control of motor senses and whatnot."

...You're right. Fine.

The image of Cyclon had wrapped its arms around me and was leaning slowly forward to give me a kiss. I swear, it was at a single inch before reaching my own lips that I went berserk and screamed while waving my hooves everywhere and panting heavily. I eventually looked to the side to see Rarity with a weird expression on her face while Fluttershy had her hoof to her mouth and looked worried.

"Heheh. Sorry. I dozed off."

"Hello Silver. Back to have your chi checked?" said a voice all too familiar.

"Hi Aloe."

In the entrance of the room stood that pink spa pony. She gave me a smirk and invited us to the next room. The massage. I was pretty much used to living like a pony, so climbing up on that table wasn't too hard, compared to my many attempts from before. Once I was finally on the bed, the two sisters cracked their knuckles, which scared the shit out of me. I clenched my fingers...I would have, if they still existed (Yohohoho, horse joke!). Preparing for the inevitable pains, they only began to press on my back and my sides. I slowly opened my eyes to feel the world dissolve around me. I could barely think anymore.

"Ah? Your chi has stabilized exponentially." Aloe said as she pressed against my sides.

"It has even strengthened quite alot. Especially around the heart." Lotus continued.

"It seems that liberating the trapped and corrupted chi within your system has allowed you to feel...love?" Aloe taunted.

Both Rarity and Fluttershy muffled a giggle while the spa workers couldn't care less. If they did, it would be the equivalent of dividing by zero.

"This is getting on my nerves."




> Motel
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We got out of the spa in calmness, except for Rarity and Fluttershy having to keep me steady. I was apparently wobbling and looked like I had drunk one too many. While I was still furious at everyone for confusing friendship for "love", I could barely think straight.

"Huhu...."

Wow. You're really stoned. Perhaps I should make it a reflex to refuse that 'chi' thing. I like to mess with you, but not this way. Still...

"Silver, ugh! Are you going to be okay?" Rarity asked while struggling to keep me up on my...hooves.

"Maybe we should take her back home? A bit of rest could help her."

"Ooof, she's heavy. You're right Fluttershy. Wait, where is her house?" Rarity looked around in confusion.

"Isn't it that lovely little cottage near your boutique?" Fluttershy pointed with a smile.

"Hmm. I think you're right. Well then, we're going to get you back to your bed for today. How unfortunate that your return just made you a bit...off with a massage."

We waltzed over towards the house that awaited me like a wonderful marshmallow of comfort. I could barely even think. I only had those weird frizzle feelings tensing all over my body. I didn't know what I could really think. It's funny how, when you're ready for some comfort, something happens, and something did happen. Twilight ran towards...galopped towards us with a book overhead and a smile on her face. She looked happy with the book that she found for me, but her expression immediately changed to confusion once she saw the state that I was in.

"Uhhh." sha raised a hoof.

"The spa." Rarity replied.

"Oh. Hold on."

Twilight grabbed-ahold of me and, with swift movements of her own hoof, slapped me silly until I stopped her.

"OW! Why would you slap me?"

"Oh. She isn't acting...weird anymore." Fluttershy remarked.

"Yeah. So, I got you this book on mythology and dangerous creatures."

"Why?"

"Because, as I recall, you entertained Spike alot with the different dragons you could come up with, and, while you were gone, we got to see quite a few of them. They were...scary."

"Ohoohoo. I remember. Poor Spikey-Wikey had a hard time." Rarity whined.

"Spikey...Wikey? Hmm." I said whilst adopting a pensive pose." Maybe I should say that to him and pinch his cheeks just to add to the embarassment."

"No need for that." the white unicorn replied in a distinguished manner.

"Thanks Twilight. Perhaps this will help me with my inspirations in stories. I plan on becoming a writer once again pretty soon, and this might help." I tell her with a smile.

Off in the distance, the sound of someone humming could be heard. We all looked around to try and locate the source, but it was only when we looked at the path leading to the prairie that we saw a a weird stallion. He looked like the "uppity-up" of gentlemen. He was a blue pegasi with a yellow mane and tail. The mane was "coiffed" in a way that it stayed straight, yet still kept some roundness to it, while his tail looked like a broom made from straw. As he approached us, we saw that his cutie mark was that of a monocle held in a ruffled white cloth. I couldn't help but think something weird:

"Wow. I sure hope we don't rustle up his jimmies. Exquisite."

We just stared at this strange looking pony who stopped suddenly to look at us from the corner of his eye. He turned around to face us and bowed down. Rarity "oh"'d.

"And what pleasure do I have to have my eyes emblazened by four magnificent mares?"

"N-nothing. We were just talking to our friend Silver."

"Pleased to meet you, Silver."

"Yeah. Hi." I rolled my eyes.

"And you must be miss Rarity. Your beauty is only matched by the clothing that you design. No. What am I saying, your dresses pale in comparison to your beauty."

"Oh you. You are quite the refined gentlecolt. Tell me, where did you learn such eccentricities?"

"A little here, a little there. One does not become a refined gentlepony without going everywhere By the way, I had the rudeness to ask your names before saying y own. I am Motel. Written like motel but pronounced like model.."

"That's quite an interesting name, although, I'd also like to know why your mane is styled in such a unique and splendid manner, yet you let your tail stay in such a TERRIBLE state."

"Hmph! A fashion designer such as myself must diverse in several styles. My mane represents the cleanliness and enrichment of the higher society, while my tail represents the attitude and colorful personality of the lower standards."

"Wait, you're also a fashion desinger?"

"Yes, and I'm coming here to Ponyville to find some inspiration before moving to Canterlot. I heard that they have the best delivery system, so my commands can be sent hither-and-yon without so much as a wink. *gasp*"

He stopped talking and going "hautain" the second he saw Twilight, who flinched at his widening pupils.

"I have never seen such a glorious mare. My heart has been lit anew. You represent beauty and innocence like a night time star. What is your name?"

"Uh..;Twilight Sparkle?"

"Even the name represents your affinity to magnificence of the stars."

I lean towards Twilight with a scrounged up snark on my face and whisper to her:

"I didn't know that you had gotten 'intimate' with someone."

She gave me a death glare. I just backed off, internally proud for this victory.

"I don't think-" she began, only to be interrupted once more.

"Nonsense. You are already an inspiration that has given me ideas for ten dresses and costumes already! I hope that this does not unsettle the waters already established between us two fashion designers." He said after speaking to Rarity.

"Not at all."

"Then I bid a good day to thee. The family at the local carrot farm have given me a pass to live within their quarters thanks to the number of dresses and suits I made for them."

"I also wondered where they got those splendid things. Wait, they were from you?!"

"Of course! Atleast somepony can see it. I've also seen some of your fine works and I must say that I am equally impressed. But, I digress. I must leave for now. I must visit a friend demain."

"You speak french?" Fluttershy asked, only to shy away again behind her mane.

"Of course! C'est assez évident." he takes on a pose afterwards.

"Well, I have a few commands that I need help translating. Perhaps you could come by my shop tomorrow and help me?"

"Of course.  Until the morrow arrives." he gave another bow and departed towards the farms. 

The farms. A place I was all too familiar with. It felt like yesterday that I had the horror of learning that I felt an atraction to stallions. If I ever get my hand on the true Silver...hooves on the true Silver, I'll strangle her for doing this to me. I've been learning quite a few things, such as friendship and all that other nonsense, but, this love that I feel for Cyclon is TEARING ME UP INSIDE! It makes me cry internally. Why must I feel these horrid things when I'm still a man! It's like, when I try to tell the others, it just won't come out. I was going to tell Twilight, but Luna blocked me. I guess I should thank her, because staying here and getting  unexpected feelings for what used to be the similar gender is quite...awkward at best.

"Well, do you want to come to my house for a little dinner? I've gotten a great new recipe and I wanted to see what you thought about it." Fluttershy tapped the ground, awaiting our response.

"Sure. Why not? Rarity?"

"Of course, dear! Now then, shall we go?"

"Okay. Follow me." Fluttershy seemed to "wag" while we followed her.

It's true that it was getting late already. The sky was lit with a lovely orange and red, and everyone was going to their homes after a hard day of whatever they were doing. The princesses DID come get us at around noon after all, and the time spent in that spa was surprisingly long. Besides, there were some who were going to make an aquaintance that would be an ill omen for me and a general atleast. 





Cyclon was still patrolling the surrounding areas of Ponyville and was nearing the farms. He stopped to take a look at what strong and hard labor produced. Wide fields of apple trees and an assortment of crops dotted and filled the landscapes.

"Well, nothing to report." the guard said as he scratched the back of his head.

As Cyclon walked down the hills to get back to Ponyville, he spotted a strange looking blue stallion.

"Oh ho? A royal guard in Ponyville with a regal silver armor? Perhaps he knows where I can find Bullseye."


> Who takes the bed?
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Cyclon stopped immediately as the strange stallion bowed and presented himself:

"Pleased to meet you. I am Motel. Written like motel but pronounced like model. Heheh."

"I am Cyclon Opal, captain of the royal guards. What do you need?"

"Nothing much, but I was hoping that you would know where General Bullseye is currently located." the unicorn smiled.

"Bullseye? What do you want with him?"

"Ah. Well, we are GREAT friens he and I, and I was hoping to see him and announce the wonderful news that I was going to move to Canterlot."

Cyclon crocked an eyebrow and leaned forward menacingly.

"And how do you know him?"

The blue stallion's gleeful demeanor darkneded horrendously, even taking Cyclon off-guard.

"Let's just say that we met in the most unusual of circumstances and leave it at that. There are things that even you should not learn of."

"Riiiight. I can take you to Canterlot tomorrow, but I will need to pass a message to Twilight Sparkle for immediate messaging so the guards can bring you to him."

"That would be fantastic. But tell me, why Twilight Sparkle?"

"Well,let's just say that she has a speciall connection to Princess Celestia."

"I see...Well, I better get going. The Carrot family awaits. Have good night's rest."

"You too. Goodbye sir."

And, as quickly as they met, their paths separated. While that was happening, I had a good dinner at Fluttershy's house. While the first time I went there, I had quite a rough time, things were much easier to adapt to now, and even the animals were approaching me...a bit too much. They wouldn't stop LANDING on me! Those dirty little bastards. I don't hate animals but these guys were putting a scarface song in my head (yeah, you know which one I'm talking about). Anyways, eating this fruit salad was like paradise. I guess that...that fruit is my new food fetish. Sure, in the year I was gone, I was given some fruit and vegeatables and yadda-ya, but Cyclon is about as good at cooking as clowns are good at not causing a phobia in pretty much every person they meet. 

A wave goodbye to both and I headed out to da hoose.  The moon was shining brightly in the sky tonight. To be honest, I prefer seeing Luna's moon than Celestia's sun. Why? Because it belongs to Celestia. That's reason enough for me.

"Huh. This was a good return. Maybe tomorrow would be a good day to have a party with Pinkie Pie. That ninja certainly knows that I'm back already. But, I wonder where Applejack and Rainbow Dash are. Those two tom-boys are always the ones to see things first.*Yawn* I better get to bed. Amazing how fast everything went. I was beating up Cyclon in the morning, and now I'm going to bed in my cottage from home in Ponyville. I still find that suspicious."

Finally reaching my house, I reach for the handle, only to see a little blue spark take off and surround the house. I shrugged and entered it. Stretching a bit, I decided to go take a shower. What? It is basic hygiene to do such. I had already eaten, so drying myself off and hopping on my bed were the last things to do for today. Unfortunately for me, the second I land on it, I hear a muffled "hey!". I jump on the untaken spot of the bed and lie down like a cat.

"What's wrong with you?!" Cyclon shouted at me after getting out from under the comfertor.

"Huh? I thought I said you'd be sleeping on the couch or something."

"What? No! I'm sleeping in this bed. It's also mine."

"No. You honestly don't think that I'm going to sleep with you in this bed do you?"

He kinda choked on his spit when I said that. I understood what he understood, seeing as he became a seething red.

"N-no! I'm just going to sleep on th-this side, is all."

"NO!"

I pushed him out of the bed and blocked any of his attempts to get back on.

"You aren't getting back on here." I say while pushing one of his hooves off the side.

"Ech. Hey! I'm a hard working soldier who patrols to save your flank in case anything bad happens around here. I think I have the right to sleep in a bed." he stares at me angrily.

I simply extend a hoof and say:

"And I should care, becauzzzzzze?"

He seems to get even angrier and pulls back. That guard suddenly extended his wings and shouted:

"I'm getting on that bed whether you like it or not!."

"Hey wait!" I desperately try to tell him.

It was too late. He literally body slammed me then rolled over to the other side and slides underneath the covers. I got angry, so I tried to pull him back out, but he wouldn't budge. I let go and slam a hoof on his chest while showing anger and frustration on my face.

"Fine! Just don't touch me while we sleep."

"Whatever. Just don't snore."

"Aren't I supposed to say that to you?"

"Heh. Good night."

The lights go out, and while I feel uncomfortable with this, the surprising comfiness of this matress and comforter made me fall asleep in ten seconds flat.






Everything was white and colorful. I didn't get what was going on. It wasn't the same as that white, no, it was colored everywhere. I was in a some strange room full of mirrors and flowers and all the weird ass crap. I see a strange mare with no face messing around with whatever I was wearing. I gasped in horror.

"A wedding dress? Why am I wearing a wedding dress?"

"Well, Silver. It seems that ye be havin' eh good wedding taday, eh?"

"Yes. I've been waiting for such a long time to be with my beloved."

"What the...it's not me who's saying that! It's not!"

"It's time." a stallion shouted through the curtains.

"I can't wait to hear what he says!"

"Oh great. Apparently, I can think, but I can't control the actions of speech or movement. That, and this whole thing seems like some form of cliché wedding drama. 'My beloved'? What is this? A Disney movie?"

Welp, apparentliek, I exited this white tent into the prairies, where a huge ass amount of ponies were standing.Little colts and fillies were tossing white petals everywhere while the six I knew all too well accompanied me along the carpet to the podium where Celestia and Luna awaited...along with...General Bullseye in his army suit and...is that Cyclon in a blue tuxedo? Why is he looking at me like that? What is happening is so painfully obvious, yet, when you sleep, your ability to reason is pretty much cut in half. I find myself standing on the podium with some sort of smile on my face while Cyclon is doing the same. We stare at eachother in ye holy clichéness, then we look at Luna who starts to speak some gibberish about marriages. I'm guessing my brain was just reenacting what it recalled of these marriages and tried its best to recreate a scene. I see that I'm saying "I do" along with that other idiot, then we stare at eachother and our faces are getting closer...and closer...and closer...oh god! Our lips are about to touch!

"AAAAAAAAH!" 

"HOOOOOOMPH! Awwww...*thump*"

In fact, I was so horrified that my arms slammed to my sides, where, unfortunately, Cyclon was laying down. He took one of my full strength arms to the stomach, groaned in agonizing pain, then rolled over and fell on the floor while clutching his stomach.

"DAMN YOU BRAIN!"
> Painful awakening
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

I was still clinging to the bed, my breathing at an irregular and heavy pace. I could only stare at the ceiling as my sweat trickled down my body like knives, while Cyclon moaned in agony as he struggled to get onto the edge of the bed.

"What was that for?"

"I just...had a HORRIBLE nightmare."

Cyclon wiped his forehead as he hoisted himself back onto the sheets. "Horrible how?"

"You don't want to know, and I'm not gonna tell you."

"If you don't tell me, you'll never get over it. Besides, it had to be a TERRIBLE nightmare for you to hollow out my stomach like that."

"No."

"Tell me."

"No."

I could see he was getting frustrated, and that nightmare was enough to lock my muscles in place. He was frowning and creeping closer to me. I had to get out of here, but my body wouldn't let me.

"Hey brain, unlock my muscles. That's enough!

Mmmm...nah.

"What? Lemme go! I can't stay here!"

Not my problem.

"This is going to affect you too you know."

No. It's only going to affect you. I'm not concerned.

"Why you little bas-"

"HEY! Either you tell me or I'll force it out of ya." Cyclon cracked his ankles. "A captain knows how to get the information he needs."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Yeah. I am. Now answer me or else."

Both of his front hooves were reaching for above my head. What kind of pressure point was that? Maybe ponies have different points that hurt from humans. It wouldn't surprise me, after all, for obvious reasons. He barely touched me that I yelped in pain.

"OWOWOWOWOWOW! OKAYFINE!" I took in a deep inhale. "IDREAMTTHATWEWEEREMARRYINGANDTHATWEWEREGOINGTOKISSINCANTERLOTCASTLETHENYOUGOTCLOSETOMYFACEANDIGOTSCARED."

Wow. I've never heard you talk that fast before. You must have really had a weird dream.

I saw Cyclon blnk irregularly as he tried to process what I had just said at great speeds. I was hoping that he would've let it slide due to incomprehension, but then he turned red and purple. That must be his "ultra-embarassment" mode.

"And that was your nightmare? I don't know whether I should laugh or be insulted." his voice was cracking.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"That you consider a marriage with me a nightmare, and that it means that I'm not good enough?"

"Huh?"

His eyes broke open and started to jolt around everywhere as he realized what he just said.

"Duhhh...nothing. I said nothing."

"..."

"I know a way to tense out your muscles without you having to go to that creepy spa though. It could help you with your current 'lockdown' effect."

"And what might that be?"

"First, I gotta flip you over."

"Okaaaay."

I'm still too tense, so he pushes me over.

"Now then."

I keep my head on the pillow and feel something feathery wrap around my shoulders, accompanied by something hard pushing against my back like a "cat making toast". I'm pretty sure he was smirking, because I was giving a big smile and my eyes were closed. I guess I'm more vulnerable to massages than I thought. Apparently, we hadn't noticed that it was already morning as the curtains were closed. We learned it as soon as Rainbow Dash and Applejack came barging in.

"Hey Silver, we heard that you're back, so we-woah." Rainbow Dash averted her gaze.

"Well, well. Ah thought ya said ya didn't want no relationship. Seems ta me that ya've got yerself a coltfriend."

"A c-c-coltfriend." Cyclon stuttered.

Once again, he went red. I think he'll be needing a blood transfer after these many blood rushes. 

"No. He was...massaging me because I went tense after having a nightmare." I replied seriously.

"Mhmm. Ah bet that thar dream had him in it." AJ pointed to Cyclon.

"Exactly! That's why it was a nightmare." I smiled.

"Ha. That was very funny. Let me laugh."

"Just get off me."

"With pleasure."

We both hopped out of bed and stretched about as AJ and the speedster looked around.

"So, how come you two were in the same bed if you aren't 'making out'?" Rainbow Dash hit her front hooves together while making a smoochy face. It took Cyclon and AJ to prevent Silver from bashing her face in.

"There's only one bed. What do you want us to do?"

"Have yer coltfriend sleep in the couch?" AJ suggested.

"Or on the floor?"

"Or outside?"

"I'm not gonna sleep outside! Besides. I have to get a certain gentlepony that I met yesterday to Canterlot. I'll just strap on my armor and be going. Have a nice day."

With the clanking of his metallic pieces, Cyclon stormed through the door and headed for the farms. The two mares just stared at the point of exit of the stallion while I just rolled onto my back and showed little emotion on my face. They both turned around to look at me in a confusion while I snort and wipe my...snout.

"Okayyyy...so we're really glad that you're back."

"Yeah. 'N we want ta show ya something at the Sugarcube corner."

"Pinkie Pie prepared me a surprise party?"

"No." RD suspiciously replied.

I eye her from head to hoof, and decide to go along with it.

"Okay. I'll come with you. One thing though, how did you get through the barrier? I thought only Cyclon and I could open it for others."

"We didn't notice anythin'."

"We just waltzed right up into the house to call you."

"Riiiight. So you intrude upon someone's property without their consent and knowledge? I see." I squint at them.

"It's nothing like that. Just...just come one already. Staying in a house is aching my wings."

"I'm right behind you."





Cyclon was furious at these unjust comments and was grumbling to himself as he stomped up the hillside, only to find Motel waiting just for him and with a rather larky smile on his face.

"Okay. I'm here. Let's go to Twilight Sparkle's library. Hurry up."

"Oh ho. Someone is having some lllllady problems."

"No, I am not."

"Yes you are." Motel pointed playfully at the guard.while donning a big smile.

"There are no mare problems." Cyclon snorted.

Motel's smile faded away for annoyedness and determination. He gave Cyclon a very cold stare.

"What?"

"..."

"WHAT?!"

"Don't play coy with me, sir! I know all about love when I see it! And indeed, I see quite alot of it! You do not seem to want to admit it. Afraid of the mutual feelings or results?"

"Not really. She's just...strange." the guard averts his gaze.

"Strange? You mean that silver colored mare that was with Twilight Sparkle?"

"Yes. How did you-"

"I felt that her heart also belonged to somepony."

Cyclon's interior seemed to race in joy.

"You know, Hearts and Hooves day is coming up. What a coincidence! It's even in two days. You come with me to the castle and, after I'm done sharing talks with Bullseye, I'll help you to grab ahold of her heart!"

"But she isn't soft like the others."

"A rough gem? A bit of polishing and you'll get down to the best part. Trust me on this one. Any form of mare can be tamed if you aren't concentrated on only that! You aren't doing this just for that specific thing are you?" Motel crocked an eyebrow.

"What?! You sir, are sickening."

"Hmph. Many stallions have said to be afflicted with this 'love bug' only to leave the next day that their need has been fulfilled, never to be seen again. Disgusting beasts. Either way, I can see that you are sincere, and I'll shall help you tear down the fortress leading to her heart. Now then, shouldn't we be going to the library instead of into a pole?"

"What do you *bong* OW!" Cyclon fell on his rear as he hit a lamp post head on. "Owwww...Yeah. Let's go."
> Bullseye and Motel
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

The train arrived in Canterlot trainstation with a loud whistle, signaling its passengers to get off. The first two were Motel and Cyclon, both of who were eyed by the nearby characters. Motel took in a deep breath and walked through the city streets without uttering a single word. Streets and buildings of white filled the city, and markets of great sizes attracted everybody there. With a smile, the blue pegasus continued his way through the streets, attracting more attention to him as the frightening appearance of Cyclon caused every passer-by to steer clear. Once the two arrived in front of the gigantic wooden doors of the castle, two guards saluted Cyclon, but did not let him pass.

"Sir?"

"What is it?"

"Who is that blue pegasus next to you?"

"His name is Motel." Cyclon gestured towards the distracted pony. 

"And?"

"We sent a message here regarding to his need to speak with General Bullseye. Now step aside."

"But, sir. Even if you have a greater rank than I, I'm still tasked with guarding this door. I just need proof to know if what you are saying is true."

"*sigh*. I sent a letter. It arrived directly in Princess Celestia's hooves. That should be proof enough."

"Sir, I simply can't let you i-"

"WAIT!" one of the guards on the walls yelled. "Is that Cyclon Opal?"

"Yeah! He wants to get through."

"Let him. I just received a letter that he was coming here with a guest to talk with General Bullseye."

"Oh...well I'll let him through then."

The guard kicked a large lever next to the massive doors and backed away.

"Sorry for that, but you know regulations."

"Yes, yes. You were just doing your duty. Keep up the good work, soldier."

"Thank you, sir."

With one final salute, Cyclon smacked the back of Motel's head and invited him inside the castle grounds. The blue pegasi awwed in amazement at this sight. Beautifully crafted bush sculptures, a perfectly cut lawn that stretched from corner to corner, and statues here and there in a garden a bit further away. Motel could just see one that looked like a being of crystal, but he couldn' figure out what it really was. The tainted glass alining the several walls of this gigantic white fortress spread their colors within the interiors of the castle, but Motel couldn't see that. Unfortunately, he was taken around the beautiful building towards some shabby looking barracks.

A few gardener ponies and servants waltzed around everyone, performing the needed tasks for everything to look beautiful. Motel, being somewhat of a playcolt, winked and gestured towards every mare that he found looked pretty or "adorable", only to be scorned by his escort everytime. The guards waiting in front of the barracks saluted the captain and opened the door behind them. Inside, Bullseye was contemplating the map of Equestria. He felt that everything seemed out of place and that the lack of knowledge of this world was a burden to his mind and soul. He would have to send an expedition to discover those brand new parts.

"Sir!" Cyclon announced his prescence.

"Cyclon? So you're back! How is your fillyfriend doing?" the general said as he continued to analyse the map.

"Brjeja...She is NOT my fillyfriend!"

"Not yet, atleast." Motel butted in.

"Hm? Motel? Is that you?"

"Of course it's me! Who did you think it was? A gryphon with the même voix?"

"Stop speaking french. You know that I hate that."

"That's exactly why I do it." Motel smirked while Bullseye approached and gave a strong pat on his back, causing the unicorn to falter a bit.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Can't a friend come see you after all these years? I recall you being a little recruit when we parted paths."

"And I recall you being a purdyboeh who aspired to be a cook or fashion designer. How'd that work out?"

"The cooking was fine, but I quickly got bored and went to designing clothes instead. I'm wandering about, trying to get some inspiration for some designs. I've already got ten thanks to a beautifully magnificent mare I met in Ponyville."

Both Cyclon and Bullseye moaned and face-hoofed.

"Don't you think you should find somepony closer to your age?" Bullseye asked his friend.

"Whatever do you mean. We are both in our thirties, and that perfect sculpture is in her mid twenties."

"Yes. I'm sure she is. Anything else?"

"Two, actually. The first is to tell you that once I'm done with my waltzing, I'll install myself right in here in little Canterlot."

"Little? This place is an impregnable fortress!"

"As I recall, this 'fortress' was nearly conquered by the changelings at one point, no?"

"I apologize for not having been able to lend a hoof, for that matter." Cyclon looked shamefully upon the floor. 

"It is not your fault, Cyclon. You are not to blame. As for you, Motel, have you seen any better castles?"

"Indeed I have!" the pegasus stook a leg in the air in pride and joy.

"Do tell." Bullseye mocked.

"Hmph. Ever heard of Swilser Peak?"

"You mean that humongous city in an extremely steep crater surrounded by four thick stone walls and surrounded by two magical layers?" Cyclon spewed.

"That's the one captain."

"Alright, but that's an exception. Now what was the second thing?"

"Doing that."

"Oh. Fine, just for good times."

Bullseye's horn began to glow, and soon, the entire room began to distort and crunch. Motel spread his wings out and began to float slightly above the ground without flapping them. Suddenly, the distortions concentrated around the pegasus' wings, only to explode outwards in a crystal-like rainbow wave.  Cyclon clutched his head in shock as confusion reigned supreme in his mind.

"Wh-what was that?" he said as he looked around in shock while clutching his head.

"Nothing. Well then, Bullseye, have a nice day. I'm going to help your captain with sme 'lady troubles'."

"Oh ho. Try not to get an extravagant relationship like Shining Armor and Cadenza." Bullseye kept a mischievous look, making Cyclon do the "nyahnyahnyah" face and pout.

Finally outside the castle and walking along the streets of Canterlot, Motel crocked an eyebrow and looked at his new friend who looked both sad and frustrated.

"Awww. What's the matter? You having some issues on whether or not you want that mare to like you?"

"What? No..."

"Stop averting your gaze. Don't worry. I know a lot about these sort of things." Motel smiled widely.

"Really now? General Bullseye didn't seem too convinced at all about your 'romantic techniques'."

"Hmph. He does not the meaning of l'amour véritable."

"And what do you know about love?"

"Many things. It all depends on the personality and likings of the mare. Seeing as this one is the tom-coltish type, she likes rough things and playing stallion sports."

"I don't think she likes sports."

"Then there are many 'soft' things she might like. Flowers are overused, so she might like something else. Have you learned anything about her?"

"She likes crystals. A lot, and I mean a WHOLE lot! Jewels could work too. She does seem to like the shiny gems and stones."

"Hmmm. So she likes crystals. There should be some in the hills where the diamond dogs are known to be. Does she like an event in particular?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like a party or special area."

"She does like to spend time in nature, mostly where trees are."

"Then you'll have your surprise smooch near a tree. A-la cliché."

"She'll never kiss me. I mean, she had nightmares about kissing me."

"What?! Bahahahaha!" Motel tipped over from laughing, attracting attention to himself.

"That's not funny."

"I beg to differ. Anyways, let's see...she is like a tom-colt, loves crystals, and is a nature lover. She also fears kissing. Mhmm. You'll have to force a surprise kiss on her once you've reached the trees and hope that she doesn't use your skull as a cereal bowl afterwards."

Cyclon stared at the uncaring blue pegasi with wide eyes and an open mouth.

"And that's supposed to reassure me?!"

"No...wait...yes. Yes it is."

"Funny way to do so. Ugh. I wonder what she's doing right now."


> The painful surprise
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

We arrived at Sugarcube corner, nothing visibly out of the ordinary appearing anywhere. All I could see was the gingerbread building covered with cream and various imitations of fruits and chocolate. I winced at my remembering of what I had almost done to the babies.

"Uhhh, do you really think it's a good idea after what I-"

"Shush!" AJ shouted as she slammed a hoof to my mouth. "They don't know nuthin' 'bout that. We managed ta circulate the rumor that it was Discord who had gone 'n taken yer appearance to terrorize everypony again."

"Yeah. Besides, we know that you didn't do that on purpose." Rainbow added.

I gave my best poker face available.

Yeah. You "involuntarily" submitted to his powers after he rendered you crazy, you stupid naive boy. 


"Yeah. I guess you're right. Whatever. I've taken toll and whole responsability for what happened anyways."

Good. You still have many things to learn about life. And you won't be disappointed with what I have in store for you later on.

"You really creep me out sometimes."

I'm here for that.

"Uhhh, you alright there Silver?" Rainbow waved a wing in my face.

"Huh? Oh. Sorry, I was having a discussion with...myself."

They both looked at eachother with worry.

"Okaaaaayyyy...Let's get inside then. We've got a real tasty surprise waitin' fer ya."

"A cake?"

"No." 

Once inside, I saw that Mr Cake was at the register, waiting for somepony to buy something new from him. 

"Ah? Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Silver? Oh yes! I forgot. Let me get it for you."

The stallion ran back into a room behind the counter, leaving us to wait like idiots on the spot. A few seconds of coughing and Mr Cake came in with a huge-ass cake that had atleast ten layers on it.

"Hey. I thought you said it wasn't a cake."

"I lied." Rainbow Dash snirked.

"Very funny. And this will get out of here how?"

"Like this." Mr Cake answered while pushing the pastry golem with his head.

Somehow, he managed to get the thing outside as it smushed against the top of the door entry. I surmised that Pinkie Pie had something to do with that. I couldn't see anything outside, and even when I tried to look, AJ and RD blocked my way of seeing and closed the door behind them.

"Come on! Let me see what's outside. Stop blocking me. Hnnnngh!"

I pushed with all my strength against the door and some more, only to slouch against it again in fatigue. I took the opportunity to notice my hind-legs.

"Oh yeah. I forgot."

I turned around and bucked that sucker hard, causing the two ponies behind to fly away with the door. I just looked at the hinges blandly and said:

"Woops."

"Don't worry Mr Cake, I'll fix that."" Twilight reassured the baker.

"Twilight? What's all this and how'd it get here?"

Apparently, a huge amount of colorful ornements, tables with tasty treats, game zones (No. Not THOSE types of gaming zones) and various other centers of activity. Pinkie Pie was buncing about while Fluttershy just stayed in a corner helping some of the animals around there out.

"How'd this get here so fast?"

"Oh. That. I kinda used my magic to hide everypony. We were already here when you came with Rainbow and Applejack."

"I seeeee...where's Spike?"

"I'm right here." said the little dragon as he poked me.

"There ya are! I heard that you met some new dragons."

"Oh. You heard about that." he chuckled nervously.

"Ya. Ah did."

"Hey Silver! I heard that you came back from your resting time and that you didn't want a party yesterday so I thought that I could make one for you tomorrow which is actually today by yesterday and I wanted to make you a HUUUUUUUGE cake that would go several hooves high but it only went ten layers so I decided to make those layers super thick and added chocolate and cupcakes and cream and afterwards I thought that you liked games so I brought a bunch like racing and an eating contest and even a belching contest in-case you wanted to be a little dirty and I got you the dress that Rarity had made before here you go!"

I barely followed anything she said until she tossed me that dress that Rarity had made awhile back. I looked at it in detail as I sat on my flank and stared at it. For a reason I couldn't tell, a tear came to my eye as I stared at it. I don't know why, even my brain said nothing. 

"Th-thanks Pinkie."

"You okay?"

"Yeah. I need somewhere to put this....I'll be right back."

I galopped towards the house with that dress on my back, hopped inside, and slammed it on the bed, then I galopped back outside, slid right in front of Spike, and pointed my hoof towards him.

"I challenge you to a belching contest. What say thee?"

"A burp contest? I've already beat you!." he stared sternly at me.

"We shall see about that, young dragonling."

"Then I shall wait you upon yonder stage."

"Verily! Wait. Where IS Rarity?"

"Oh. She, um...she went with Sweetie Belle somewhere. I think it was a singing show." Fluttershy mumbled.

"Oh. Who is Sweetie Belle again?"

"I don't think you've ever really met. She's Rarity's little sister." Twilight told me with a smile.

"Ah. Now then...where was I...ah yes. To the BELCHING CONTEST!"

I actually hope that this party lasts all day.





Motel and Cyclon were outside the city walls, wandering around the nearby grounds, taking the time to talk to eachother. It was already late and the sun was setting to an orange sky of fire and light. It was like the greatest of artists had taken his or her entire life to properly place every single detail into the shadowing of the mountains and blains as well as the fading clouds that lingered in the sky like a fluffy white leaf on the water.

"Soooo, come by me with this again?" Cyclon asked Motel as they continued walking around everywhere.

"Tomorrow, I'll teach you how to throw a hook into the lake and fish out your mare's heart. Although I surmise that she is a fiesty one and would be more akin to catching a catfish than any small sardine. One who is the most difficult to impress is usually the one with more experience and should know what to do whenever whatever happens, but that's just my opinion, and I'm starting to question it already." Motel put a hoof to his chin and looked at the floor while grimacing. "Hm. Anyways, how about we go to the train station and return on back home. You'll get to see your lovely dame."

"Shut up."

"More denial will just reinforce the feelings you have for her. I'm here to help with that."

"I'm sure you'll do a swell job at it too."

"Yes. I am sure. Besides, when you go on a date, especially during hearts and hooves day, impressions and planning is very important. I've already got much to do."

"Whatever you say. I'm tired from all this talking and walking around Canterlot with you. You only told me a few things anyways, then you talked to me about your job at the restaurant. I don't mean to be offensive, but does it look like I care?"

Motel eyed the guard from head to hoof and back again, then replied with a smile and head bob:

"Yes you do."

Cyclon was about to strangle Motel with all his strength until he managed to withhold himself and sigh in annoyance.

"Your lessons better be worth it."

"Oh ho. They will be. Don't you fret. Now then, I believe that THIS time, we should be getting home."

Cyclon nodded, fedup with having to deal with this guy any longer.





Finally arrived at Ponyville, the tired guard couldn't help but notice that there were some wrappers and other things on the ground being cleaned up by a humming Pinkie Pie. She looked up to him and waved at Cyclon with a smile. Being courteous, he waved back and hurried on home. He got rid of his armor and took a nice warm shower, had something to eat, then went to bed. He had much to do tomorrow. However, he noticed that Silver was already in the bed and was clutching a dress between her hooves. She seemed to be at peace.

"Wasn't that the dress she wore when she punched me at the castle? I wonder. I best get quietly into the bed then. I don't want her to rage and yell at me for waking her up."

The stallion calmly moved away, tip...hoofed, and slowly slid into the bed. He kept the curtains open, allowing the bright moon to illuminate everything in the room and reflect off of the shiny silver coat and white mane of the mare in front of him. He felt entranced at this sight, but soon decided to go to sleep after enough admiration. As the guard slouched a bit to find the perfect position, he didn't notice that, despite Silver sleeping, a smile began to form on her face while her eyes opened slightly and glowed a faint blue as they slid to indicate his location behind the sleeping mare.


> Training and preparations
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Cyclon had awoken early and ran towards the farms at the first glimpse of sunlight. He didn't need Silver to wake up as he prepared for his "lessons" with that irritating stallion. As they returned to Ponyville via train, the pegasus spoke of a little "training course" created in the hills near the farms. These were, apparently, the same hills that connected to those of the jewel site of the diamond dogs. The guard panted and wheezed as he reached the tall hills of the farmlands. He looked around and wondered where that idiot was. He may not like him, but he was his only chance, and the way he managed to sway most mares, despite their personalities, proved that he atleast knew what he was doing when it came to complimenting them.

He took one more peek over another hill to see a few tables strewn here and there with some ponyquins in dresses. As he questioned the ethnics that Motel had, hopefully, this would help him with Silver.

"Hey!" yelled a voice from behind Cyclon.

"Ah! Motel. Don't ever do that again. "

"Ha! We won't be doing this 'training course' first today. It shall come after we reach the territory of the diamond dogs. We need to find her the crystals and jewels that she loves so."

The guard rolled his eyes. He didn't want to go there, but, if he met a diamond dog, atleast he would be able to vent his anger upon it. After a non-describable walking, they arrived at the dead, brown colored landscape of the jewel fields. There were a few holes here and there, indicating the proximity of diamond dogs. Motel took in a deep inhale of the surrounding stale air and observed the surroundings with a smile. A few small monuts here, a lowering chasm there. Not very important.

"Sooooo...what now? How do we find the gems?"

"First things first." the pegasi turned to face Cyclon. "What colors does she appreciate the most?"

"Blue and purple I guess."

"Good enough. Now then. To find gems upon the surface, you must simply tap the ground with your hoof and feel the texture of the ground as well as hear the sound it emits."

"Huh?"

"*sigh* Here, I'll show you."

The blue pegasi started to tap parts of the ground with his front hooves, occasionally stopping for a moment to listen correctly before continuing his path. Cyclon was growing tired of this already.

"Here!" Motel suddenly shouted.

The stallion dug into the ground to reveal the prescence of several gems and jewels of all shapes, sizes, and colors. Motel dug through the pile to pull out two blue gemstones and one purple. He threw them at Cyclon with a smile.

"Wow. I'll try too. Let's see...what do I have to do again?"

"Feel the ground and listen to the sound, then the gems and jewels will be found."

"You're doing triple rhymes now?"

"I'm just having some fun."

"Whatever."

Motel was the only one really finding the stones easly, while Cyclon could barely find his first hole. Without paying attention, a few hours had already passed, and there was now a humongous pile of blue and purple gemstones just laying near the exit of the excavation area. Cyclon wiped his forehead as he began to dig through one last hole while Motel sat next to the gemstone pile to relax. The guard dug fervently through the ground, only to find three strange gems. One was red, the other was blue, and the last was purple. The interior of these things seemed to have shaped into some form of alicorn or somewhat.

"Hey Motel, come see what I found."

The pegasi ran towards the hole and sqealed in delight at what Cyclon had found.

"Do you know what these are?"

"No."

"They are shapeshifting jewels. When you think about something real hard as you hold them, the interior takes the shape of that thought. You have to think very hard though. I'm assuming that you were thinking of your duties to the princesses as the interiors are already in their shape."

"I guess so."

"This will be the best gift possible. She may not like red, but this is sufficient. Did you bring something to carry them?"

Cyclon facehoofed.

"Of course you didn't. I'll take care of this, don't worry."

The two ponies headed towards the pile of gemstones, only to see two armored diamond dogs in front of it.

"Hm?" Motel chimed.

"These ours now. They belong to diamond dogs now." one of the two shouted.

"What? No! There are holes full of the other gems that we didn't take. You take those, and we'll take these." Cyclon lift a hoof in anger.

"Nuh-uh. These belong to us. Run along now, little ponies."

"I'm goING TO-"

"No need. Watch closely."

The blue pegasus gave a bored yet serious look at the diamond dogs as he spread both wings into a straight line. The dogs began to grunt and seemed to be falling down, much to both their surprise and that of Cyclon, who just stared at what was happening. With one final grunt, the two diamond dogs found themselves smashed against the ground and forming an ever widening crater. The pile of gems, including the shapeshifting jewels, all levitated into the air and floated near the stallion.

"Tsk tsk gentlecolts. This is NOT how one should treat guests. Trying to steal what so HARSHLY toiled for? This is not a way to act. We shall leave with our findings while you stay here in your holes to ponder about what you have done."

"How...how are you doing that? You aren't a unicorn." Cyclon stuttered.

"Heh. Like I told you, there are some things that should not be spoken of. How about we take these to the barn where I can make a gorgeous dress for your mare?"

"That sounds...like a good plan."

"Glad you liked it. Now let's go."

After another unspoken trip, Cyclon had to wait near the tables for Motel as he went to the Carrot family farm to put the gems in safe keeping. The mysterious pegasus returned with a list in his mouth. This arouse suspicion on Cyclon's part.

"Hey, I thought you could use those weird powers to levitate everything."

"Well, that 'power' as you call it takes a hefty toll on my energy. Why do you think I've never used it up until now?"

Motel placed the list on the table and wiped his mouth of any possible traces of spit, then started to go over the plans once more. Cyclon stepped forward and looked at the list, then asked his "pal":

"So...if you have that weird ability, an you say that you know Bullseye very well...does that mean he also has some weird ability?"

Motel didn't move his head, but he moved his eye to look at the curious guard and gave a smile, only to clap his front hooves together and say:

"Well, here's your planning. The first thing you'll want to do is get her to follow you to someplace very beautiful. Preferably, the petal parade tomorrow. Even a heart-locked mare like that couldn't resist something so beautiful."

Cyclon gave a "are you sure?" face.

"Next, you'll want to perform some activities and whatnot, all the while complimenting her. Bear in mind that these are just basic steps in any start of a relationship. Seeing as she's also the tom-coltish type, why not try to beat her in something rough?"

"You mean like martial arts?"

"You taught her that?! I sure hope you know what you're doing."

"Yeah. I do."

"Well then...At the end of the day, I'll pass you the dress I've made for her, and you'll take her to that hillside over there, where the trees are. You see it?"

Motel pointed towards a hill covered in trees with droopy branches. This shielded any attempts at viewing what was happening behind said tree branches. 

"Oh yeah. So?"

"Once there, you'll give her the dress. If she doesn't kiss you afterwards, you'll have to force it on her. There's a ninety percent chance that she'll fall for it and love you heftly in return."

"What happens with the other ten percent?"

"You'll be able to call the holiday 'Hooves and Faces'."

Cyclon instinctively put a hoof to his face in horror.

"Ya. So make sure that tout soit parfait pour elle. Now for the wording? Let's get started."





It had already been a few hours  that Cylon had left. Did I care? Of course I didn't. Either way, I did the necessary (I swear I'm still not used to these new parts. I hope nothing else was added with it) and left the house, only to see everybody putting up hearts and horrible pink things. I see Twilight who is overseeing things, so I walk up to her and ask:

"Twilight? What is this?"

"Oh. Hi Silver. Were decorating for tomorrow."

"What's going on tomorrow?"

"Oh. That's true. I had almost forgotten. Tomorrow is Hearts and Hooves day. We're decorating everything for tomorrow."

"Is it related to love?"

"Yup."

I felt my ears drop as I grew irritated. No girl had ever liked me when I was a man, and, as a cause, I never liked them in return. I always felt lonely, and that's how I loved it. If I couldn't live with anyone, then my sole companion would be me and only me. Did I really, truly care about being "forever alone"? Tch. Yeah right. But now, I've got to deal with Valentine's day again. I guess Cyclon wasn't much of a fan either as we didn't pay much attention to it either.

"Great. Well, I'm going to go talk to Spike about more dragons, unless he's occupied with decorating as well."

"Yes, he is actually. Why not help us with the decorations then? You don't really have anything to do anyways."

I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, but just because you're a friend."

I hope nothing happens tomorrow. If anyone hits on me, I'll kill them.
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The day which  Cyclon awaited eagerly, and the day which Silver hated absolutely, had finally arrived. Leaving the house, they could both see the festival had already begun. Several couples were already together and performing various activities. Baloons in the shape of hearts floated about everywhere. Flags and other various things related to love were flapping in the wind as the pink, red, and white of Hearts and Hooves day illuminated the day. There were markets here and there selling chocolates, flowers, gems, portraits, drawn portraits, and so on and so forth. Cyclon didn't wear his armor today, as he needed to look his best. He was jittery from nervousness and excitement. Looking around everywhere, he looked down to see Silver with her ears down and looking very irritated.

"Yeesh. She doesn't look too happy about this. Hmmm. What did Motel say to do first? Oh yeah! Do an activity with her. I wonder if the Petal Parade is now."

"C'mon guys! The Petal Parade is coming!" a little colt shouted to his friends as he ran by.

(Silver narration transition)

I looked at those little things run by, only to see my sight whirr bizarrely and to feel something hit me in the forehead. I fell back, only to be caught by Cyclon.

"What was that? Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah. I think it was aftershock after waking up so early by your fault."

"Hey. I'm just here to help you see Hearts and Hooves day. You look like you never liked it before."

"I don't." I said violently.

"Woah. This is definately on to a bad start. Well, time to take her to the parade."

"How about we go see the parade? It'll take your mind off things. Ponies everywhere in town worked hard on making their floats and other things."

"Fine, seeing as I have nothing better to do."

He dragged me along with him as I continued to frown at this horrid holiday. He took me to where several of these ponies were standing and cheering. Forcing the passage, we went to look at the sights. Apparently, the ribbons and hanging signs everywhere weren't enough in color as there were several floats coming up, and they were made from beautiful flowers. The first was purple, red, and white and had the shape of a musician playing the Harp. The second was the one I would hate the most. It was colored and shaped like Celestia. I made a slient growl as I "rolled" up. Everyone seemed to feel the tension I was giving out and moved away. Even Cyclon looked at me weird. However, the other float showing Luna standing up proudly as various "stars" made of white flower flew away from her like comets was actually very pretty. I just didn't understand the name of the parade. Wasn't it supposed to just be a flower parade?

"Hey Cyclon."

"Yes?"

"Why is this called the 'Petal Parade'? Isn't it just a flower parade?"

"Hold on. You'll see."

The floats suddeny stopped, and I saw everybody getting ready for something as they adorned creepy smirks. Before I could say anything, the floats all exploded into a shower of petals of diverse colors and sizes. They all floated around the area like several rainbows of color. Speaking of rainbows, Rainbow Dash was above performing several different acrobatic moves while dispersing colorful smoke everywhere, attracting the attention of everybody who looked above. I couldn't help but try and swipe the petals away when they got too close. I may have not liked it too much, but I still loved this beauty thrown upon my face. Maybe I was missing out on some things back on my world. Suddenly, all the petals flew around once more, nearly blinding me with their colors, only to stick back onto the floats they respectfully belonged to. I was dazed for a second until I heard Cyclon laugh.

"Ha! You should see your face."

"Yeah yeah. Very funny. Thanks for showing this to me anyways. It was nice."

"Yes! She's going for it. What was next? An activity. Hmm. You know, there having a little fighting contest for those who like rough-housing."

I spun quickly towards him, and I noticed that he seemed enamored by something, showing some sort of stupid smile.

"Then I'll kick your ass." I said as I poked his snout with my hoof.

"What? No. I'M the one who'll kick your ass!"

"Noooo, I WILL!"

"I WILL!"

"I WILL!"

"Then let's settle this!"

We both rushed towards the little fighting tournament. We signed up for two rounds victory, and after the last couple left in "loving manners", blech, we both stood atop the matress. Needless to say, providing about an hour of details on what we did exactly is not on my perogative list. Either way, I emerged victorious, but only by a hair. Walking away, everyone around jumped out of our pathway. Oh, I forgot to mention that we exaggerated and started to toss eachother into the nearby furniture and beat eachother with them. Anyways, we walked off laughing. Cyclon complimented me unusually during our fights, and I felt my ego filled to the brim. We did some more activities afterwards, like trying to knock eachother off a beam and into the nasty slime below. Then, we did some sort of cupcake shoot-out that Pinkie Pie organized. Needless to say, she put us on the same team, and noone survived the onslaught. MUAHAHAHAHAHA!

Of course, my evil laughter after the sweet victory was short lived as Cyclon stopped me and showed that everybody around was entirely creeped out by what I was doing. While I was laughing, I had been standing on a pile of the moaning defeatees. Meh. I feel better like this. More activities passed through the day, like an eating contest at noon. We hadn't eaten anything since last night, so we easily won the competition. We got to hold a trophy for the best eaters. These activities were always followed by compliments from that stallion. I felt like he had something planned for me. Why did I feel so naive?

Finally the sun began to set, and Cyclon called me up and brought me to some hillside and hid me behind the branches of some droopy-twigged tree. I found it funny and found this place comfortable, so I decided to lie down and appreciate the strange comfiness of the grass. I heard Cyclon mumbling to someone before he came back with something hidden underneath his wings.

"What's that?"

"It's a present for you. Here."

Apparently, it was a dress. I HATE DRESSES! But...this one felt as special as the one Rarity made me. It was a sky blue starting from the rear, but the color gradually faded into a night time purple in the front. Several streams of the same gradiant colors of purple and blue flowed along some sort of current starting diagonally from the bottom of the dress and they all converged towards what could be my neck. There were gems encrusted into the stream of the respective color, and even they became gradient at the same point that the colors began to change, although in reverse, giving bright blue in dark purple and vice versa.. The front had three strange jewels. Two of them had me, and another had Cyclon. The red one was placed below my neck while the other blue and purple ones were placed in its corners. They formed a type of triangle with the red jewel on top. I just stared at the dress with my mouth opening and closing.

"Th-thanks for this Cyclon. I don't know what to say." I continued to fumble with this piece of art.

"Oh, it was nothing. I just wanted to make you happy."

"Well thanks for this gift."

I stood up and was about to go to the house-

"Crap. I hoped that it wouldn't come to this. I have to pull the plan B that Motel told me about. I hope I don't die."

-before Cyclon grabbed me and kissed me. On the lips. I was still in shock, and I was about to crush his face until I felt a spark, then darkness.





Darkness as far as I could see. I tried to walk around, but I couldn't move. As I began to struggle, I saw some sort of giant black serpent emitting an orangy-red light appear right in front of me and roar with all its strength. It was about to lunge at me, only to see itself blasted away by a blue ray. What walked slowly in front of me? The true Silver. She seemed disappointed for some reason.

"Where am I?"

"In your mind."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"What did you do?"

She started to walk around.

"Nothing. I just trapped you and Cyclon's minds and am controlling thte actions of your bodies from a distance."

"Ungh. Were you affected by the chaos magic that flowed through my mind those many months ago?"

"Heh. No. Derry, I'm a Giga-Sparkle. Our species absorbs magic. The second I brought you to this world, I came into contact with that magic. I've had it since the beginning."

"Then why are you doing this?"

"Because. I brought you to this world for a reason. To learn about the wonders of life is your task, and you have not yet discovered many of the minor purposes. You have, however, learned of some things, like trust and friendship. Those are good, but without the founding stones, the pillars won't stand for long."

"And what does this have to do with you controlling our bodies?"

"Oh, nothing. You'll see. You made me get rid of my seriousness, so I have to enforce your lessons. Now then." she said as she floated slowly up to my face with a joyful smile. "Tell me. Do you feel like a monster?"

"Wha-"

I woke up in the house sleeping on the bed. I was worried, but I saw that I had kicked Cyclon into the wall. I was satisfied with end, and I decided to shrug off what I had dealt with was just a dream. If I remembered her properly, my little Silver had never been agressive in any way...even IF she was a stuffed animal in the beginning. Oh well. A little dozing off to dreamland will help me. No more pink gumballs.




(One week later[narrator transition])

Cyclon was cleaning the house, dusting off some things while Silver angrily washed the windows. She absolutely hated doing that. However, Cyclon had become worried about her. Every so often, she would clutch her mouth and jet towards the bathroom to throw up and slouch on the bed after becoming pale. As she was washing the windows, the wet cloth fell upon the floor as she began to tremble. Cyclon looked at her while dusting above the chimney. What he feared had happened. She was throwing up in the bathroom. He shook his head and tossed the duster on the floor.

"Okay Silver. That's enough. We're going to the doctor."

"What? I don't, bleargh! *gasp* I don't need to go to the doctor. I might have a stomach flue or something stupid like that."

"No. I've seen stomach flue. I've caught it. Whatever you have is neither a stomach nor an intestinal flue. We're going to the hospital whether you want to or not."

"No. I refuse." Silver  pouted as she leaned over the nastlily filled toilet.

"Fine. Keep vomiting out your innards."

"Ugh. Okay. Just let me wash my mouth and I'll deal with the hospital."

Cyclon forced the mare into the open, and towars the white hospital. They went through the back into the emergency room. It was not a pretty sight. We shall not go into details concerning the surrounding ponies. Silver lied down on a bench and clutched her stomach with her hooves. Cyclon was trying to comfort her by rubbing her back, only to get a swipe and a type of mumbling growl, but the guard did not give up there. After several attempts, he accidentally found one of the smaller "chi points" that the sisters would use on Silver to release her life energy.

One of the nurses spotted her and looked at her up close. This was no ordinary nurse. No. It was a very bulky brown stallion wearing a nurse's gown and make-up. He was one of "those" ponies. He had a very dark brown mane tied into a tail along with a gleeming tail. He looked over Silver's eyes and ears, as well as her mouth and grunted. Then he spoke with an unusually light voice.

"C'mon sweetie. We won't let you stay here while you're in SUCH terrible pain. You'll go into the least important room, where Doctor Stalleos waits. Mhmm. Stalleos."

The mare tried to stand up, but the current pain was too much.

"Oh pff. That's terrible. Hold on. For a 'mare' like me, you aren't any trouble to carry."

"No...I'll...walk."

"Nonono. I insist." the stallion stared at the mare with a very scary smile, causing Silver to shrink.

She was tossed on his back while Cyclon followed slowly behind and was creeped out by the stallion. They were taken to a room where Silver was placed on a large bed. It was full of medical equipment and posters, with the doctor at his desk writing something into a notebook.

"What is it, Greta? You know I'm on break right now."

"I know suga-" the doctor cringed. "-but I thought you could check out this poor filly here. She seems to be in terrible shape."

The doctor looked at Silver who was clutching her stomache and was about to hurl once more. Stalleos was a yellow coated stallion with a chocloate brown mane and tail that were cut short and with the mane gelled. You couldn't see his cutie mark as it was hidden by his white lab coat. He stared long at the cringing mare and passed her a barf bag, allowing her to empty her entrails.

"I'll need a blood sample. I think I know what's wrong with you."

"Go ahead."

Stalleos pushed a needle in, then placed the blood sample into a sealed tube and left the room. The stallion nurse stayed there.

"Um...don't you have somepony else to attend to?" Cyclon asked.

"No. I'm also off right now. You're looking I found you before I left. I also think I know what's wrong with your fillyfriend there. You make a cute couple."

Silver shot a dark glare at the stallion who barely even reacted. A few hours of testing later, and the doctor came back inside with documents in hoof. The mare stood back up, apparently feeling much better.

"So? Tell me doctor. Is it a new disease? AM I GOING TO EXPLODE?!" Silver shouted as she slammed her hooves on the doctor's desk, only to be pushed away by Greta who spoke on her behalf.

"Are the results what I think they are?"

The doctor stood up, and with a smile, walked in front of his desk. A few seconds of stress and silence and he said:

"Why yes. After several diagnosis and testing on composition of the blood and so forth, it seems that, m'am, you are pregnant with a baby."

The atmosphere of the room suddenly grew dull and grey. The two medicinal ponies looked around in confusion at this strange feeling.

"P-p-p-" Cyclon stuttered.

"Well, congratulations anyways m-"

*thud*

Silver had fainted.

"Huh. Usually it's the stallion who faints when we announce-" Greta was interrupted by the follow-up thud of the guard.
"Ah. There we go."

"I guess they are so overjoyed that they passed out." Stalleos said blandly.

The two medicinal ponies looked at eachother pensively from the corner of their eyes and there was a moment of silence, before they broke into an outburst of laughter.

"Yeah right. I'll take care of them. I think the room fourty-four is free." the nurse asked.

"Yes it is. Go ahead. I'll check them in for the day."

The two unconcious ponies were placed onto the stallion's back, who laughed one last time before closing the door behind himself.





Now then, the reason for this story's shortness is because it's a "cliff-hanger" story. It's meant to give an insight on what is about to happen in the next sequel. Good waiting! Also, I TOLD you you would be shocked! There is no escape. Even if you deny it, you were shocked.