Pip is thinking about how his past again. Rated T. Sequel to A Colt and His Favorite Princess.
Sequel to A Colt and His Favorite Princess.
This story takes place where the last one left off...
Pip is a 16 year old bachlor with his own pad and job as librarian and odd job contractor. but after a certain incident, He can't help but wonder how things became the way they are now.
Go on a journey back down Memory Lane, as it will answer this question and more, like "Who's 'They'?"
Warning: Rated T for seduction and heviness of situations, as well as injury to ponies/other creatures Also, please comment and/or critiqe.
It was the morning of his birthday, and Pip was still asleep. The years had shaped him more physically then mentally. He had grown taller and stronger, able to do hard labor without breaking out in sweat; but that was on the rare occasion that there was hard labor that needed to be done. As of yet he had not found his 'special talent', becoming a candidate for the 'Going the Longest without a Cutie Mark' record. But he didn't let it bother him.
By now most of the town had heard rumors of his origins. Most of which were more-or-less true. He was fortunate that most ponyfolk didn't mind or care, it made life easier. Currently, he was Twilight's 'apprentice', a term he used loosely. Really it was just training to take over the library, but it was important, none the less. Twilight, now a princess for about four or five years, was moving into her own castle to live with her coltfriend…or really her drakefriend, Spike. True the Tree House Library was home to them, but it wasn't just them they were going to live with.
In the all the years Pip had known Spike, he would have never guessed at how adored he was by other ponies. It was of unbelievable proportions. When Rarity finally got the courage to reject Spike, in a gentle, ladylike way of course, almost all of Ponyville's, and some of Canterlot's, single mares made a mad dash for him. For weeks, he got confession letters, boxes of gems, and other stuff that would make any dragon happy. But what was even more surprising was that when the element of generosity rejected him, all the other elements went for him as well. It was such a disastrous threat; Ponyville was almost wiped off the map. Every building was broken or damaged in some way.
Finally, and to the relief of many citizens, Spike finally settled on a marefriend, or marefriends, as the case was. He had decided that he was going to date the other five elements. At first many were angry, but when he explained that each of them held as much a place in his heart as the others, he couldn't come to a clear cut decision; and though the other mares were saddened, they understood. Most of them were already making planes to get him the next time he was available. Ah, sweet love, but that's beside the point. Long story short, Twilight, Applejack, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Spike made planes to live under one roof. A challenge worthy of a great dragon one would say. But back to Pip
As the light of day had dawned on his room, he was awoken by the smell of Night Blooming Jasmine, a rare flower that was native to Ghoranian region, a cultural delicacy for them. Only somepony of great wealth could have it imported, somepony like his caretaker Miss Starlight, alter-ego of Princess Luna herself.
Pip's eyelids slowly opened to see a smiling Princess Luna who lay beside him. As much as it bothered him, especially now that his hormones were beginning to work, something like this was common. It had been ever since that first night, when Luna's bed caught a case of 'spontaneous combustion'. Granted getting a new bed for her was easy, the second bed caught the same case, the third apparently never arrived and the forth fell into another dimension. After that, Pip got the distinct impression that Luna didn't want to sleep alone. So a fifth bed was ordered, not for the guest room, but for his. It was a queen- sized water bed, fit with four pillows and the basic bed spread, as to accompany him and Luna. Pip's old bed would be used for the guest bedroom of course.
As he stared at her cyan eyes, Pip couldn't help but blush. As he spent more time with her, he started to get to know the real Luna. Her mane became more brilliant in color, her coat more soft and smooth. But her eyes, oh her eyes, they changed the most. They held an unfathomable beauty to them that, to Pip, Rarity could never achieve. He felt comfort in her eyes, one that held something dear to him, that made his heart flutter. He was falling in love with her.
However, it was for naught. For all that time he had spent with her, their relationship hadn't gone past caretaker/caretakee. It hurt. More so then he had felt in a while. Every time he would say 'I love you', she would respond with a smile and say she loved him too. It hurt.
Pip was brought back by the smell of jasmine on Luna's breath as she softly cooed, "Wakey wakey birthday colt."
Pip opened his eyes a little wider, "Ya know Luna," he said, "I don't understand how you don't have morning breath"
Luna gave a little titter. "And you never will, it's my little secret." She stared at him with a that heart melting smile, and for a moment, they were all alone in the world. But that moment passed with the hash knocking on the door.
"That must be Miss Pinkie with the decorations. No time to waste Pip, Your party awaits." Luna got out of bed and made her way to the door, all the while using magic to disguise herself as her alter-ego Miss Starlight, a middle age mare with a mint turquoise coat and a forest green mane. Plain, yes, but effective. As she walked away, Pip couldn't help but watch. Hormones or no hormones, he couldn't help himself, she was his first crush after all.
Miss Starlight opened the door for a very enthusiastic Pinkie Pie. "So where's the birthday colt?" she asked, bouncing around the room like she was made of rubber.
"Oh, I hardly think he's a colt anymore Miss Pinkie. But all the same, he is just getting up." Luna said with a smile.
"NO! THAT WON'T DO!" Pinkie screamed.
"Whatever is the matter?" Starlight asked with a look of concern.
"Prin-er, Miss Starlight, We can't put up decorations for a birthday pony's birthday party with the birthday pony here. It makes no sense." Pinkie replied, hooves waving in the air.
"Well what should be done then?" Luna asked
Pinkie, putting on her 'serious' face, thought for a moment…literally. "There's only one thing we can do…CALL HIS PARENTS!"
Starlight gave Pinkie a poke with her hoof, "Um…Miss Pinkie, need I remind you of Pip's 'parental problems'?"
"Oh right! Well in that case….CALL HIS FRIENDS!" Pinkie, in her usual way, worked her 'personal' magic and pulled a phone out of thin air. It was a mystery that even the most brilliant of ponies couldn't figure out. "Hello…Scootaloo? Hey! Can you and the other crusaders distract Pips? Uh-huh…uh-huh. Hold on…Miss Starlight?" Pinkie asked looking at Starlight, "Scoots wants to know if it's alright for him to be a little late."
"Of course."
"She said yes. Really? YES! GREAT! Alright…bye-bye." And with that, Pinkie hung up and put away her phone. She turned to Starlight "Alright I have good news and bad news," she pronounced, once again putting on her serious face.
"What is it?" Starlight asked, a little worried.
"The good news is that we can get Pip out of the house." Pinkie remarked, a little reluctant.
Starlight gave a look of concern. "And the bad?"
"It seems that the crusaders are going out for a hike which may take most of the day. If he goes, he won't be back till sundown."
Starlight let out a sigh of relief, "Then there's nothing to worry about. The party wasn't going to start till then."
Pinkie looked back in surprise. "Oh. And here I thought…ah never mind."
Starlight looked confused. "You thought what?"
"Nothing Miss Starlight." Said Pinkie, trying to wave off her thoughts.
Starlight cocked an eyebrow, "We asked what you had just thought Miss Pinkie." She said with a stern tone. It was rare for her to use the 'royal we' anymore, but it had become a bad habit of hers when she became serious.
"Weeeeeeeeeeeell, I just though since you're into all the old traditional stuff, you wouldn't want Pippy to be alone with Scootaloo and them; because they're all, you know, 'that age'." Said Pinkie, whispering the last part.
Starlight stared blankly at Pinkie and then giggled. "Oh dear Pinkie, of all the ponies in all of Equestria and beyond, Pip is one of THE most modest of them all." She looked up towards his room. "Besides," she thought to herself, a small blush appearing through her mint coat, "he is not one to have such lascivious intentions."
"Oh, well if your okay with it then I'll go tell him," Pinkie remarked with her usual smile and was about to make her way up the stairs when Starlight cut her off.
"Wait!" Starlight interjected, "Uh. *Ahem* Let me tell him, it is one of my duties after all."
"Okie dokey. I'll just go out to do one last guest check list. See ya later alligator!" Pinkie said, bouncing out the front door. But as Starlight watched Pinkie go, she began to contemplate her previous statement of Pip. She truly believed that he would never have such thoughts. He was a gentle colt with the best intentions at heart. Never would he be like those colts who only want a mare for her "services". But even so, she still felt a painful feeling in the pit of her stomach.
For as long as she had served as his guardian, a choice she had made freely, she had always felt a connection to Pip. But now that he had grown and matured, she felt something different, something…more.
As she trotted up the steps to the second floor, drawing ever closer to his room, she felt uneasy. She for the life of her, could not understand why. She had been to his room many times before; and this time was no different. But there she stood at his doorway, lost in thought over him, only to be brought out by the sound of his voice. Curious, she looked inside. To her surprise, she found Pip talking to a locket. But this was a very special locket, both for him and her. Luna gave him the locket for his tenth birthday as a present from her royal self. It even had a tag that read, "To our first friend Captain Pipsqueak, ~Luna". It was a silver locket with a blue moon crafted on the front, and Pip's name on the back. But unlike most lockets, ones that usually only served to hold a picture inside, this one was enchanted with a spell. If one was to sleep with it on, it would allow the wearer to have the best lucid dreams ever imagined. Granted it seemed a little much for such an average pony, but Luna felt that for him, it was worth it.
But as much as she loved what the meaning of the locket meant for them, she felt worried about Pip. A few months after he received the locket, she found Pip having formal conversations with it, as if it was alive. She had tried to rid him of it, using various sorts of magic to do so, but each attempt failed. Not because the spells failed, but because she failed. Every time she would get close to the locket, ready to be rid of this object of foreboding, she found herself thinking of Pip's reaction at her deed. True she had good intentions, but was what she was about to do really going to help? And if so, why did she still feel guilty? Was she not trying to protect him as a guardian should? Surly this was so. And yet she felt the painful burden of guilt on her. In the end, she could not bring herself to do it. So she stayed her hoof and horn, for the moment, watching him and that locket with curious eyes and alert ears.
Closely she watched and listened to his conversation.
Inside…
"I know it still seems a bit soon, but even you said she probably knows by now," Pip said looking at his locket as if it was another pony. For a few moments, everything was silent. Then Pip's ears shot up and in a burst he seemed to retort, "Then when am I, sorry, we supposed to tell her? I'm sure she's already noticed a few oddities in my behavior and I know for a fact she's not an airhead." After another round of silence Pip sighed, "Yeah you're right. But you know that I don't want to put you in any danger. I made you a promise and I plan to keep it, you know how I am." Again silence. It was rather unnerving to Luna. "Fine, but promise me that this year we'll tell her…Thank you. I know, but that's what's so nice about you. Oh crumpets, I need to go meet Luna down in the kitchen, she's probably worried about me." Pip took the locket off the nightstand and wiggled it onto his neck, something rather difficult for an earth pony. As he made his way to the door, Pip thought he saw a passing shadow. Quickly, he went to the door and had a look. Strangely enough, there was no one there. He shrugged off the feeling he had as paranoia, something he was used to, and went to the kitchen.
There, Pip found Luna preparing a wonderfully smelling breakfast. Compared to the first time he saw her cook, she had come a long way. Already she could go almost two weeks without 'smiting the lowly curs that dwelled in the kitchen's pots and pans".
After taking a long whiff of the soon-to-be made meal, Pip sighed. "This maybe your most delectable meal yet Miss Starlight".
Luna blushed. Though she knew that him as a very educated pony, it still surprised her that someone so young could talk so mature, though the effects of his voice cracking was obviously there. "Nothing less for a young stallion such as yourself dear Pip."Pip walked over to Luna and simply stared at her, making the princess both a little flustered and uncomfortable. She couldn't help but let out a giggle, "Please Pip, if you stare like that I may think you in love with me."
"If only you would." He thought. Breaking the stare he apologized. "Sorry, it's just that although your meal will most likely be nothing but the best, I do have one minor critique."
"Oh, and what might that be?" asked Luna.
"Just that as much as I am flattered that you would do this for me, if somepony were to pass by right now, they would be confused as to why Luna, the princess of the sacred night, would be in an apron serving a lowly peasant breakfast."
