Chapter One: The once proud Musician
“The crystal empire has returned,” Celestia’s voice repeated in Twilight’s head as she walked through the enormous empire.
“Find a way to restore the crystal ponies’ happiness,” Cadence’s voice gleamed in her mind.
Both of their words had disturbed her for some time and she wondered if she actually could defeat king Sombra. She turned her head to the right to a blue colt trying to get up, out of kindness she helped him. He had a dark blue coat, a slightly brighter shade mane and tail, a black streak going through his mane and two littler streaks going down the sides of his tail, and finally he had brown, cynical eyes.
“Ugh, why are you helping me?” the unicorn asked.
“You looked like you needed it,” she replied with a smile.
“Wait you don’t look like the rest of the ponies around here, you seem more angry than sad,” she stared at his slightly less dull blue coat, “Are you a crystal pony?”
“I’m not a crystal pony of course; don’t these mares know nobility when they see it?”
“You’re a noble?” she asked.
“But of course, does anypony not see a member of the note family when they see one?”
Twilight thought for a minute, it sounded familiar. Then she realized, “Wait, THE note family, the family of the most talented musicians in Equestria?!”
“Is there any other?” he questioned.
“No but… the note family perished over a thousand years ago,” she said.
“How, I’ve been in this hell hole for a few years, maybe a few of my family have died but certainly not completely perished.”
It instantly snapped in her head, this stallion is not aware of the curse that king Sombra had put upon the empire.
“I don’t know how to tell you this, but when Celestia defeated Sambra, he placed a curse that banished the crystal empire for a thousand years.”
The instant King Sambra and Princess Celestia were mentioned; the stallion felt an immense hatred.
“Are you okay?” Twilight asked.
“WHERE IS HE?” the colt screamed.
“Calm down, he is returning soon from his prison and will be attacking soon; we need to find a way to make the crystal ponies like they were, do you have any ideas?”
“Tell me which direction he is heading from,” he demanded.
“Umm that way,” she pointed a hoof.
“Can you hear me King Sambra? Silvernote of the note family will kill you!” he screamed.
With that he rushed through the city in the direction he was pointed and pushed everypony who got in his way to the side as he charged. You will pay for what you did to me, Silvernote thought.
One thousand years ago
Silvernote looked outside of his carriage as it lazily rolled through the country path. He half enjoyed the gentle wind blowing in his pure light blue mane and tail, as his calm eyes scrolled through the scenery.
“Are we almost at the empire?” he asked the ponies dragging the carriage.
“Yes sir it’s been three weeks and we ran out of food, but we’re going to eat very well tonight,” Dustpan replied.
“So why do I have to ride in this carriage, why not the train,” Silvernote asked.
“Nobility has no place on public transport sir, by the way thank you so much for playing a fine tune on that wonderful clarinet.”
“You’re sure to knock’em at the opera house,” Brassbravo added.
“Thanks guys it means a lot to know that this will be a good performance,” silvernote said.
“Isn’t this your first though?” Dustpan asked.
“Yeah that’s why I need some reassurance,” he said as he stared at his flank.
“Do you think you’re going to get your cutie mark today?”
“Shut up about that!” Brassbravo yelled.
“It’s fine guys I’m pretty happy with my life if I do or don’t get it,” silvernote said.
After that the ride was silent for a bit and silvernote decided to get some sleep. he dreamt about his times in the Canterlot gardens after practicing. his parents him to have the best musical education, so he was sent to Canterlot as an honorary member of the Royal Canterlot Symphony. He had just learned how to play the trombone to add to his skills of the clarinet, the trumpet, and the entire string family. Out of all his favorite was his clarinet with it's somewhat majestic yet high pitched tone.
During his time spent in Canterlot, he usually walked around the castle grounds doing miscellaneous things in order to keep himself entertained when he wasn't practicing his heart out. At the time, he was still a young foal at the time, maybe around eight or nine. Sometimes he would visit Princess' Celestia and Luna and they would talk hours on end. Silvernote was a bit of a night owl so a lot of the time he would roll around in bed and eventually visit Princess Luna when he was lonely. Out of the rather personal conversations, he had boned with Luna a bit more than Celestia, but he still thought of them as sisters, always guarding him in some way or another.
One sunny day, he was laying in the grass when Princess Celestia peered over him.
"Oh hey Celestia," Silvernote glowed. he always addressed her like that due to the bonding experience he had with her. "Is something wrong, you're usually in the throne chamber at this time."
"Silvernote, I think it is time for you to go out and give a solo performance a try." She smiled.
"I don't think I'm up to it yet, I mean I'm fine in a group, but I tend to get a little nervous on stage."
"You've been practicing here for almost a year now and I'm sure you can do it!"
"I guess, but they might laugh at me."
"What, just because you don't have a cutie mark? That's very uncommon to happen at the crystal empire, you could go there first."
"But that's because anypony who's anypony is there, I could never get booked there!"
"Here, I'll make a special arrangement and you can go off immediately."
"You can do that!"
"Of course I can, now go pack your things and tell my sister of the big news, I'll have everything set up right when you walk out the door."
Silvernote jumped up and down all the way through the castle and got ready for his new opportunity.
Two hours later
He awoke to a rumble, the carriage had stopped. He looked around still laying down when he saw some crystal buildings, I’m in the empire, he thought. He got up to see that his two servants had been missing, I wonder where they went, he thought. He took a step out of the carriage to see all of the crystal ponies walking around pulling heavy assortments of things when all of a sudden a great big black stallion with green eyes and purple flames coming out of them.
“Why aren’t you working?” the stallion asked.
“Why are you ordering me around?” silvernote questioned back.
“Ahh you’re the pony I left alone for a bit, I am King Sombra and you are now my slave.”
“Not if I can help it.”
And with that, silvernote charged up his horn to perform a spell when it just stopped. What’s happening, he thought. Then he heard his stomach growl. Oh right I haven’t eaten for five hours.
“Hungry? I have a special place for you,” The evil stallion grinned.
Over the few weeks that silvernote had been imprisoned he had to go through intense manual labor. Working all day with two hour sleeping periods, carrying around three hundred pound carts, after a week of this, his hooves felt broken, worn down and damaged. But then princess’ Luna and Celestia came to the empire and defeated King Sambre and everything went dark.
Present time
He galloped through the fields until he reached the barrier that had been keeping the darkness away. He noticed the barrier had started to crack and saw a black fog in the distance. That’s him, I know it’s him, he thought, all I have to do is wait and then I can get revenge.
Thirty minutes later
Silvernote sat and anxiously waited for the barrier to break when he heard hoof steps behind him, he turned back to see twilight again.
“You can’t defeat King Sombra on your own Silvernote,” she said.
“I can, my horn is no joke you know.”
“I’ve already asked princess Celestia to have someone take you to canterlot.”
“Why, I need to at least hit him for the pain he caused me.”
“He’ll kill you.”
Right then, a flying carriage had arrived next to them, royal guards lugging it around. A gray pony popped out of it and jumped onto the grass. In Silvernote’s perspective, the gray Pegasus had a shaggy white mane with blue highlights at the bottom and a shaggy white tail with blue highlights in random assortments. It was odd though, the bases of his wings were the same gray color but the tops had white feathers instead. To top it off he had a weirdly shaped guitar for a cutie mark.
“Hello, my name is Rhythm, I’m supposed to pick up an umm… Silvernote, age… one thousand and twenty?” he said questionable to his order.
“Yes, that’s him,” twilight said, pointing a hoof at Silvernote.
“No, I’m not leaving until I get at least one shot at his face,” Silvernote said angrily.
“Well my orders are to bring you to canterlot now so it sounds like we have different plans,” Rhythm said.
“Well I guess you could shoot him while flying away,” he added.
Silvernote was infuriated by the suggestion, but he decided to play harmless for a little bit. He had held a grudge on Celestia ever since he had been stranded in the evil crystal empire. He knew that she could’ve done something about twenty times sooner. He could remember it, the brightened hope he felt when she and her sister had arrived to save everypony. The thoughts of seeing his family again, the embraces of being able to play an instrument again, all thrown down the drain now.
“Ugh fine,” Silvernote said disgustingly.
With that the blue unicorn got onto the carriage and sat down. Rhythm trotted his way onto the carriage with a carefree smile. Does this guy enjoy getting a simple mission done or something, Silvenote wondered.
“Let’s go boys,” Rhythm said.
The white pegasai galloped at first, then flapped their wings, and with amazing speed they took off. When they exited the barrier, it was about five minutes before they reached the black cloud that Sambre had leaded.
“If you want your shot do it now,” Rhythm ordered.
Silvernote charged up his horn for around ten seconds until it glowed a great large light blue.
“Are you going to shoot or not?” Rhythm asked.
“Just a little more power,” he replied.
Soon, his eyes glowed green and looked exactly like king Sambre’s eyes, “now I will,” he said in a very angry tone.
“This is you’re power Sombra, you should’ve kept me from the library or I wouldn’t have learned this new trick!” he screamed.
Silvernote shot a large purple and black beam from his horn. It was so powerful he could barely stand from his own blast. Rhythm stared in amazement, not knowing the type of magic Silvernote had been using. After five seconds, the blast had ceased and Silvernote felt weary from the energy that he used.
“That was awesome bro, how did you do that?” Rhythm asked.
“Oh it’s just-“ he felt a slight pain then immediately passed out onto the ground.
“Okay boys we need to double time it to the castle right away,” Rhythm shouted.
He looked back from the carriage to see that the black cloud hadn’t halted at all, in fact, king Sambre hadn’t even looked the other way when the blast hit him. Probably shouldn’t tell Silvernote about it, he thought.
Silvernote dreamed in his unconscious state, of him and dustpan raiding the libraries of the crystal empire so he could learn a few spells for self-defense. He was only fifteen after all and only knew some flashy spells to wow a crowd.
Present time, Forty-five minutes later
Silvernote woke up in the middle of the carriage and rubbed his eyes.
“Hey you’re not dead,” Rhythm said happily.
“Did I hit him,” Silvernote bolted up.
“Yeah don’t worry; you hit him with such a powerful blast that the cloud of his body was three times smaller!” he lied. The two royal guards rolled their eyes as they flew the carriage.
“Great what a relief,” he said sighing.
“How couldn’t you have just forgotten about it?” Rhythm asked.
“My he whipped us around like we were his slaves for years and I needed at least some revenge,” Silvernote said.
Rhythm thought about it for a minute and decided it made sense.
“Oh yeah, what was that evil looking beam you shot from your horn?” he asked.
“It’s pretty simple, crystal ponies learned that you can reflect your magic upon your emotions, it’s kind of the way the entire empire lives. One night, I snuck into one of the libraries for a couple of hours and searched through a ton of books and found out how to use it correctly.” He explained.
“I’ve never even seen the anypony use magic like that,” Rhythm replied.
“They probably don’t have any anger to dish out with their magic,” Silvernote replied.
A few minutes later they had arrived at the castle of canterlot. Sure is bigger than I remember; Silvernote thought.
“Follow me,” Rhythm ordered.
They walked through the castle, Silvernote staring at all of the different expensive looking objects and after a minute or two they arrived at the throne chamber. so this is what she's been doing while we were all trapped in the empire? Silvernote glared around.
“Okay any more anger that you need to lose before we talk to Celestia?” Rhythm asked.
“Not any that’s not directed at her,” Silvernote replied.
“Celestia have mercy on me,” Rhythm whispered.
They opened the doors to see Celestia sitting on her throne, “I’ve been waiting to see you Silvernote,” she said in her usually graceful voice.
“The feeling is mutual,” Silvernote glared.
Oh god why does it have to be me to see somepony die by the princess, Rhythm thought.
“Rhythm… I want you to leave for a bit, I need to talk to Silvernote,” the princess ordered.
With that Rhythm left the chamber.
“You have every right to be angry with me, the entire crystal empire does, I couldn't save them, and in an instant they were all banished for a thousand years after all... including you.”
“And I am mad, you couldn’t even fully defeat a stallion? What kind of princess are you!” Silvernote said, getting angrier.
“We had to stop and think for a bit and find the most effective way to defeat King Sambra,” her voice unchanged.
“That that many years,” Silvernote cried.
“My family, my friends, their all dead and were most likely devastated of my disappearance! The difference between me and the crystal ponies is that they have something to turn to! I have nothing now because of you!”
“Oh Silvernote, I’m so sorry,” the Princess cried for the first time in a long while.
It was the first time Silvernote had ever seen Princess Celestia ever cry. It pained him a little to see it, but moreover it just made him even more mad. She isn't sorry about you she's sorry for herself! Silvernote screamed in his head.
“NO! You’re not sorry yet!”
He drew energy into his horn and let the dark magic take over. His eyes returned to the demon state. He knows how to use that? Celestia was shocked that he'd go that far. I mustn’t let him out of the castle. He fired the purple beam out of his horn. Celestia did the same thing with hers and after a minute of her slowly winning, she hit him directly in his horn and Silvernote had passed out. a second had passed and Rhythm busted in with the royal guard.
“Princess Celestia, what is going on here?” Rhythm asked.
“I need to give him amnesia, you’re going to take him to ponyville Rhythm and get him far away from here,” she stated calmly.
“Can I ask why?”
“This is a need to know basis and I’m sorry Rhythm, but you don’t need to know.”
A few hours later
the two princess' looked at Silvernote in the infirmary, Princess Luna was still crying from what she had been told about the incident.
"Are you sure there's nothing else we could have done?"
"I'm sorry sister, this is the last thing I wanted to happen to him, but it was my only choice, take one last look at him, because when he wakes up he won't ever be the same."
Author's Note
This is my first piece of work for the website, I did indeed try my best, but if there are any problems with anything, I would very much appreciate comments on what I need to work on. Now I'd like to put a reminder that Silvernote is a former honorary member of the Canterlot royal symphony, where most of his teachers lived.
Chapter Two: A New Home
Silvernote opened his eyes and looked around, where am I, he thought.
“Hey you’re awake,” a voice called.
He looked to his right to see Rhythm, “who are you?” he asked.
“I am your friend Silvernote, my name is Rhythm. This is kind of sudden but you were in a huge explosion,” he began, “you were the only survivor from it-“
“Wait,” Silvernote interrupted, “you’re saying I was in an explosion?”
“Yes, your entire family was caught in the blast and perished, we don’t why, but you were the only survivor out of this.”
“How did this happen?”
“Powerful magic was being tested and it got out of hand, creating an explosion.”
“Oh I see,” Silvernote responded, depressingly.
Rhythm didn’t want to lie to the new Silvernote, he hadn't known exactly what he did that was wrong, but he thought nopony deserved the price of amnesia. God I hope he’ll be alright, Rhythm thought.
“Well, what should I do there’s nothing for me,” he asked.
God, he hit me right in the emotions, why does this have to be so hard, Rhythm wined in his head. What do you say to that, he’s lost everything now; his memories were the last thing he had, Rhythm panicked.
“That is why I’m here, Silvernote,” Celestia’s voice called from the door.
“Who are you?” Silvernote tilted his head.
“I am Princess Celestia and I am here to tell you the life you lead," she announced.
“What are you doing?” Rhythm whispered.
“I know what I’m doing,” she whispered back.
“Now you were part of the prestigious note family whose talent in the musical arts was unmatched, and they were even well known for their magical capabilities. So far you are the only one who hasn’t had a cutie mark at your age in the note family ever.”
“Cutie… mark?” he questioned.
“It is a magical mark that appears on your flank that signifies your special talent,” she replied.
“That sounds like I was the worst in the family,” he replied.
“Actually, you almost learned how to play all of the classical instruments and were thinking about becoming a composer.”
“Well, should I re-learn them because I’m not remembering anything out of this.”
“Yes and a great place to start would be in a small town that my student who specializes in magic lives in.”
“So I could do both?” he asked.
“You can do whatever you want.”
“How will I be able to support myself without any memory of anything?” Silvernote begged.
“I will have this colt, Rhythm, accompany you as well and I will provide a house for both of you to stay in.”
“Oh that’d be nice.”
"I'll leave you to get to know each other then." Celestia started out the doorway.
Silvernote watched the princess leave as he noticed somepony else peering through the cracked open door. He wanted to say something, but was rather scared.
"So Silvernote, I am your bodyguard, Rhythm, i'm very happy to meet you," Rhythm held out a hoof.
"Umm what are you doing," Silvernote questioned the gesture.
"Oh, you don't know about shaking hooves, here you just place yours on mine and you wave up and down in a synchronized way," Rhythm guided.
"Is this for meeting new people?" Silvernote asked.
"Yes it is the most polite thing to do when first meeting someone."
Forty-five minutes later
Silvernote spent his time mentally preparing himself for his journey to the small village. I wonder hat type of town it'll be, I hope that I'll fit in alright.
“Hey are you ready to go?” Rhythm asked with an arrow guitar strapped to his back.
“What’s that?” Silvernote inquired.
“This is an arrow guitar bro, it’s like a regular one, but it has a much sweeter sound when it’s got an amp plugged in.” he explained, “plus it has a cooler shape.”
“Sorry, I don’t really know what a guitar is.”
“Here, I’ll show you-“
“Sir we were ordered to leave about now,” a guard whispered in his ear.
“Eh, there’ll be lots more time when we get to Ponyville.”
“Is that the place that we’re heading to?”
“Yup and its-“
“You; stop there,” a guard yelled.
A blue colt with some sort of case strapped to him was galloping through the guards and stopped right at the two of them. He had a bright blue coat, a cherry red mane with blue highlights, and about the same tail.
“Please take me with you,” he kneeled.
“May I ask why?” Rhythm asked.
“Aren't you the ponies going to Ponyville?” he asked.
"Yes we are," Rhythm replied.
"It's somewhere I've wanted to go for a long time please take me with you!" he begged.
Rhythm looked at the guards in a questioned way. They just shrugged then he looked at Silvernote.
“If we can, we should, he looks like he needs our help.” Silvernote stared back.
“Okay fine, we’ll take you with us.”
“Oh thank you so much,” the blue colt praised.
“My name is Bluestreak, so great to meet you.”
“I’m Rhythm and this is Silvernote.”
“WAIT the Silvernote of the note family oh it's so great to meet you?!” he shouted.
“You used to know me?” Silvernote asked.
Oh crap I can’t let him know about it, the amnesia spell might break, what should I do, Rhythm panicked.
“Dude your family goes in his-“ Bluestreak started.
Rhythm plugged his mouth and pulled him away, “don’t say a word about his past or no ride,” he whispered in Bluestreak’s ear, “blink once if you understand.”
Bluestreak responded with a blink and was released.
“Are you ready to go Silvernote?” Rhythm asked.
“Yeah, I guess,” he replied.
They were all guided to the carriage and took off to ponyville. Silvernote enjoyed walking through the hallways and looking at all of the various pieces of art and other bits and bobs laying around. All the while Rhythm was getting worried about what Princess Celestia had gotten him into. Once they got n the carriage it was a smooth ride to Ponyville.
“So what is Ponyville like?” Silvernote asked.
“It’s pretty far from Canterlot and I don’t know much about it,” Rhythm replied.
“Leave that to me,” Bluestreak popped in, “it is actually one of the least known and poorest towns in all of Equestria.”
“Not having high spirits about it right now,” Silvernote interrupted.
“I didn’t finish, in exchange for that it has some very talented ponies around. First there’s Twilight Sparkle, the princess’ most trusted student and a very talented spellcaster. Then there’s DJ Pon-3 one of the most talented DJs in equestria. Finally there’s going to be another talented colt named Bass, I actually don’t have much on him, but I hear he’s really good.”
Rhythm just shrugged his shoulders, and suddenly got a little angry.
“It sounds a little better, but what’s a ‘DJ’?”
“Wow you really are ancient, okay, a DJ is somepony that uses what’s called a sound board and records, what they do to the record is scratch it to give it a different beat, sound or rhythm than what it already has.”
“Interesting, so one more question Bluestreak.”
“Yes, what is it?”
“What’s a record?”
“I don’t think I can talk to you anymore,” he said, disappointed.
Silvernote just hopelessly put his down in sadness,. is it something I said, he thought. God is he an idiot? Bluestrak screamed in his head. He has to know what the hell a record is, for Celestia’s sake he has been alive for a thousand years. On top of that he’s a musician himself, something has to be wrong in his head.
“Settle down, you can leave once we get there, which reminds me,” Rhythm said, “Where do you plan on staying?”
Bluestreak’s face was totally dumbfounded by the question.
“Let me guess, you only heard a rumor that a citizen and a royal guard were going to ponyville for no explained reason and you immediately grabbed whatever you have in that case and blasted into the castle, hoping that you could hop on since you couldn’t afford it.”
“Y-yes that’s about it,” Blueastreak replied.
there was a moment of silence while Rhythm was wondering what he should do.
“We can’t just leave him in the middle of the road,” Silvernote said.
“Yes we can,” Rhythm replied.
Crap I have to help him out somehow, Silvernote thought, no one deserves poverty.
“He can stay at our place until he can afford his own,” he suggested.
“It’s only fit for two ponies and only has enough food to last a couple weeks.”
“Fine, we’ll let him stay, but we’re talking after this, got it?”
“Sounds fair to me,” Silvernote replied.
“Rhythm,” a voice called in Rhythm's head.
“Hm?” he replied.
“What’s wrong?” Silvernote asked.
“Nothing could've sworn I heard something,” Rhythm replied.
“It’s Princess Celestia,” the voice called again.
“how are you talking to me like this?” Rhythm asked in his head.
“I casted a spell on you so I could monitor your progress with Silvernote.”
“Is that all? There has to be more.”
"No not much, also has he adjusted well so far?"
Rhythm looked over to see Silvernote feeling guilted over the conversation and Bluestreak looking like he was going to bang his head on the chariot, “You could say that.”
“Good luck Rhythm, my most trusted servant.”
“Yes princess,” he replied.
Dumping this pony on me, I don't know the first thing about helping people with their life problems nor do I have time for it, Rhythm pouted.
“I heard that,” She said.
“Get out of my head!” he screamed.
“Who are you talking to,” the two colts asked.
“Sorry I was going a little lost in my own thoughts,” Rhythm replied.
“It sounds like you were talking to your imaginary friend,” Bluestreak said.
“Imaginary friend?” Silvernote questioned.
“I swear, with Celestia as my witness, if you don’t know what an imaginary friend is, I will throw you in the Everfree forest.”
“Ever… free forest?”
“I’m done, taking a nap goodnight.”
“Did I say something?”
“Don’t worry, it’s not your fault you have amnesia, you can’t understand some things because you haven’t heard such terms,” Rhythm said.
“Yeah, I hope I gain them soon, I just want something to return to," he looked down.
“Hey you will, just give it time," Rhythm embraced Silvernote.
“Is that the truth?”
“Yes.”
Rhythm didn’t like lying to Silvernote . Nevertheless he kept lying to hide the truth and pray that he doesn’t remember.
Once they arrived in Ponyville they were brought to a relatively simple house connected to others as well. The houses were pretty non-distinguishable from each other. All of them had the exact same yellow paint, and same architecture as well, the only difference was the individual addresses on the front.
"Hey Rhythm what are those numbers?" Silvernote asked.
"Those are called addresses they signify whose house is whose, so make sure you remember ours incase you leave," Rhythm replied.
Silvernote studied he four numbers on the house they were entering, they were 5914. Okay, Silvernote thought, all I need to do is remember those and I'll be fine.
The house was a cozy medium sized two story building with all furniture installed. The kitchen and tables on the right, the cozy living room on the left and a diner table in the middle. A spiral staircase lead to a bathroom and two bedrooms.
"Why are there only two bedrooms," Bluestreak asked.
"This was a house specially chosen for two ponies to live in now three, that's why Princess Celestia chose it for Silvernote and I to live in," Rhythm replied.
“Hey let’s just sleep, I'm exhausted, Silvernote and I get the beds get the beds,” Rhythm walked up the stairs.
“Where will I sleep?” Bluestreak whined.
“Theres a couch right over there, right?” Rhythm continued upward as Silvernote followed.
“Fine,” he groaned.
“You can have my bed if you want,” Silvernote offered.
"No he can't," Rhythm butted in.
"Why not," Silvernote asked.
"Because this is our house and it is only fair for us to be more comfortable in our own home," Rhythm continued in his room.
When he walked in he saw that his bed was a queen size and Silvernote the same for Silvernote.
"See I don't need all of this space can't we just share a bed and Bluestreak can have one, I really don't feel right leaving him on that uncomfortable looking couch," Silvernote begged.
Rhythm thought for a minute.
"Yeah sure fine," he replied.
"YEAH," Bluestreak charged in what was supposed to be Silvernote's room.
Silvernote gently walked in and tucked. and stood at the side of the bed, confused.
"What's wrong?" Rhythm asked.
"How do I use this thing?" Silvernote questioned back.
Rhythm walked to the other side, "all you need to do is lift up thes sheets," he grabbed them with his mouth, "and liff them uf like thish."
"Then you get under them and pull them back over your body," he finished.
Silvernote followed and got under the sheets, "like this?" he asked.
"Yes very good, now try to get some rest there's a big day ahead tomorrow," Rhythm pulled himself under the covers.
Rhythm felt comfortable with Silvernote besides the bed situation. he thought he would absolutely hate having to guide Silvernote with every little thing, but he enjoyed it in some way that he couldn't describe. Although he already had a relatively bad impression on Bluestreak, he could manage living with him if Silvernote wanted him to. Rhythm was a bit of a pushover when it came to Silvernote and he wasn't sure why. Could it be because I already feel like an older brother? he asked himself. Rhythm felt kind of awkward with sleeping with Silvernote, their coats brushing up against each other, being this close to another male, kind of made him sweat a little bit as well. He fell into a comforting sleep once he finally found the right position and everything was silent.
Author's Note
Again, I would really appreciate plenty of comments, I hope the new chapter is just as good as the last, and if not a little better. I also appreciate the people who have taken the time to read and rate my last chapter and hope to get better rates with this new chapter. I hope you enjoy!
