Paint Splatter and Midnight Flash haven't seen each other in 10 years and now that Ponyville has gone into a depression, it's up to Paint to set things right and maybe find love in the process.
Paint Splatter and Midnight Flash have been friends for years but after a tragic accident claims the life of Midnight's mother Princess Twilight Sparkle. Now 10 years later, Ponyville is in the middle of a depression. It's up to Paint Splatter to save the town and rekindle her friendship with Midnight. Will she be able to and will she also be able to find love?
A young, pink unicorn mare with purple hooves and a long blue and purple mane, stood at the door of an old, seemingly abandoned castle in the middle of Ponyville. The castle itself seemed to cast a dark shadow over the town. The mare was determined to change that. She was determined to not only the town, but also regain her friendship with the prince, her foal-hood friend Prince Midnight Flash. She knocked on the door. Her forest green eyes focused and determined to speak with the prince. Rather than being greeted by the kind face of her old friend, she was greeted by the rather angry face of another pony she was once friends with. She chuckled nervously and said,
"H-hello Duke. R-remember me?"
Duke was a white unicorn stallion with dragon claws, blue dragon like eyes, and purple spikes running down his back. He just stared at the young mare he was once friends with. He growled and asked through his clenched dragon like teeth,
"What are you doing here Paint?"
Although his voice was low, it seemed to shake the town's foundation. The mare composed herself, cleared her throat and said, "The townsponies are upset. There's been a dark shadow over Ponyville for 10 years. Ponies are miserable. It rains all day and sometimes all night."
"What does this have to do with us? What are WE going to do about helping THEM?!"
Duke's voice rose to ear shattering levels. It also seemed to cause the rain to fall faster. Paint had to cover her ears to prevent ear damage but it didn't really help. Once again she cleared her throat again and said,
"I would like to speak with the prince please."
Duke simply growled again and said,
"Fine. He's in the library. Can you find your way?"
Paint nodded as she walked into the castle. Now all she needed to do was find the library.
It didn't take Paint very long to find the library. She remembered the way from years of them running through the castle as foals. However, the castle used to be more bright and shiny. Now it was dark and dull. This trip through the castle also brought back the memory of Twilight's death. ----------------------------------------
A young Paint and Midnight were running through the halls of the castle. They would often have friendly competitions such as who could perform the best spell, who could hold their breath the longest and other things. On this particular day, they decided to turn a race into a "who could scare Twilight first" competition. However as soon as they entered the library, Twilight said,
"Don't you dare think about it! I'm working with a very dangerous chemical. One mistake could mean death for me."
As they were about to leave, Midnight sneezed which startled Twilight causing her to let a single drop fall on her hoof. She gasped and rushed to the sink to wash it off, but it was too late. The chemical burned through everything but her bone. The two foals could do nothing but stare in horror as the chemical burned Twilight. She continued screaming until the chemical burned through her vital organs and killed her. The chemical continued to burn her until she was nothing but a skeleton. The foals screamed and ran out of the room and right into Flash Sentry, Midnight's father. They collapsed into sobbing heaps at his hooves. He didn't know what happened so he led them into a spare bedroom with a bunk bed. Midnight ran into the room and collapsed on the bottom bunk and Paint followed behind him and she laid across his back and they both cried each other to sleep while Flash went to find out what happened.
Paint Splatter was so caught up in the memory that she didn't realize that she was crying. No, not crying, sobbing. She also noticed that something heavy was laying across her back. She gasped as she looked around frantically. She looked behind her to find Midnight laying across her back. He looked at her comfortingly. "Sorry for scaring you. I saw you outside the library. You looked like you were in a trance. Tears were falling down your face. I walked you into my old room. You got on the bed and you curled up crying into your hooves. I then laid across your back to try and comfort you."
Paint dried her eyes and sniffled,
"I don't remember any of that."
Midnight then explained about a spell that he created that erases comprehension and puts the pony under it into a trance like state. This then causes the pony to remember a dark or depressing memory. A sudden fear came into Paint's thoughts,
"Did we?!"
Midnight understood what she meant right away and quickly responded,
"Oh no, no, no, no, no! Oh sweet Celestia no! I would never do that to anypony! Especially if they were under that spell!"
He calmed himself down and told her,
" Now just go to sleep. You must be exhausted from that spell and all that crying."
Paint smiled as she laid her head down and closed her eyes. Midnight gently smiled as he ran his hoof through her mane. Before he drifted off to sleep, he got off of Paint's back. He then laid down next to her and then succumbed to sleep.
When morning came, Paint Splatter awoke to something that had lulled her to sleep the night before. She felt so calm and relaxed as Midnight gently stroked her hair. Then something unexpected happened. She felt a soft, warm quick kiss on her cheek. Midnight backed away from her cheek and continued to stroke her mane at a slightly quicker pace. He was right beside her. He saw her get up and go down to the floor. He closed his eyes and pulled his ears back in shame. He was afraid that he had made her uncomfortable with that kiss. He was afraid that he ruined his chance to find somepony to love. He was soon driven out of those thoughts when he felt her warm, soft lips against his cheek. He opened his eyes to see Paint smiling at him. His sky blue eyes met her forest green eyes. They moved slowly closer to each other. They were inches apart from each other when they heard the booming voice of Duke yell,
"BREAKFAST!"
They had to get up before Duke yelled again. Paint was the first to the door. She had a great idea to get to breakfast quicker.
"You wanna race like we used to? When we were foals?"
Midnight's eyes lit up as he ran over to her. They looked at each other as they said in unison, "Ready....set....go!" As they sprinted down the halls they felt like they were foals again. In the end however, Paint Splatter won the race by a muzzle. Despite the loss, Midnight was thrilled about what they did together. "That was AWESOME! I felt like a foal again! After breakfast we should have a rematch! And this time, I'll win!"
Paint scoffed jokingly and said
"You? Beat me? Don't make me laugh! But I accept your rematch!"
They bumped hooves and walked over to the dining hall table. Midnight walked up to the front of the front of the immense table. He beckoned her to follow him. He pulled a chair out next to his and she sat down and he pushed her chair back in as he sat down himself. He then rang a small silver bell.
Seconds after the bell rang, two unicorn mares ran out of the kitchen area. A unicorn mare with a forest green mane and aqua coat stood next to Paint. She spoke in a cheery voice, "Hello it's nice to meet you. I'm Lulamoon and I'm going to be taking your breakfast order today. What would you like?" Paint gave her a confused look. "Breakfast order?"
The mare nodded.
"You tell me what you would like and Star Bright and I will prepare it for you. Just don't order anything too crazy. We're just two ponies."
The mare giggled and Paint scratched her chin with a hoof.
"What do you have?" Lulamoon then spent five minutes naming off the food options. Some of these options included Apple Family cider, a wide array of pies, muffins, breakfast cakes, oatmeal with any topping, and fruit juices. Finally Paint decided on a bowl of oatmeal with lots of brown sugar, a glass of apple juice, and a chocolate chip muffin. With the order in hoof, Lulamoon rushed into the kitchen. Star Bright had already taken Midnight's order and delivered it to him. Paint was left waiting with her stomach growling. She looked over at Midnight's plate and noticed that he was eating something rather strange. She looked at him and asked,
"What are you eating exactly?"
Midnight stopped chewing and looked over at her,
"It's something that my mom discovered when she went to this other dimension where everypony is a human. It's called bacon. Before I met you, my mom brought me a piece of it. I tried it and loved it! Now I eat it everyday for breakfast!"
Paint then asked him,
"Can I try a piece? Please?"
Midnight looked at her and nodded. He then levitated a piece over to her. She took a small nibble. She smiled. She loved it! She then shoved the rest of it into her mouth. Just then Lulamoon returned with her breakfast.
Two hours after breakfast, Paint and Midnight were back in the room they slept in the previous night. Unfortunately for Paint, the meal was served in such a large amount that it took her a while to eat it. She felt like she would vomit if she tried to race. So they decided to head back to the room so Paint could properly digest. Paint laid down on the bed as Midnight laid down next to her. Paint laid her head down and said,
"I digest better when I'm asleep."
Midnight let out a small chuckle as she fell asleep. Midnight decided to take a nap himself. Little did he know he was going to dream about the time before he met Paint. ----------------------------------------A five year old Midnight was running through the halls of the castle. He just finished listening to his dad's two hour lesson about being a royal guard, his mom's five hour lecture about running a kingdom and endured his cousin's death hug. Now he wanted somepony to play with. He knocked on his brother's door. A few knocks later, his brother answered then slammed the door shut. His voice was muffled by the door, "Go bother your sister!"
Midnight sighed and he knocked on his sister's door. He was met with the same response. Midnight didn't know what to do. He had nopony to play with. He didn't know what to do. The last thing he wanted to do was go back to his parents or his cousin.