A friend to the end

Fluttershy groaned as she patted her belly. She had eaten over twenty pancakes, and she still hadn't gotten Bidziil's dream out of her mind. Not only that, but to make it worse, she was sad that Bidziil was angry with her. It bothered her quite a bit, and she had an aching stomach that bulged like she was in the middle of pregnancy. Oooh, I shouldn't have eaten so many pancakes..... I think I might be sick. She sighed as she slowly got up and headed for the door to talk to Bidziil and apologize. When she got outside, she saw Bidziil sitting near a tree. He was sitting alone, slumped a bit. She frowned as she walked over to him and sat next to him silently.

She started staring at him. I wonder what could have happened to make him change so much, or, did he change at all? Maybe he was always like this...

When she sat down she asked him, “Is something wrong?”

He didn't answer.

“Oh... um...well do you want to talk about it?”

Still no answer. He seemed to be ignoring her. She sighed as she stood up and said, “Okay, I- I guess I'll leave you alone then.” She didn’t want to push the subject, nor want him to get angry at her again.

However, she was caught unaware as Bidziil began talking, “Wait... I.... I am sorry... You've helped me… saved me... and have shown me nothing but kindness. Yet all I have given in return is anger... Forgive me. I...  if you would, to show my apology, I am willing to tell you…” he gulped as he said, “the story of my past... since you stopped visiting me those years ago...”

Fluttershy stared at him as she said, “Um.... o- okay, I- I guess if you truly want to.... then... I'm all ears.”

He looked at her confused as he said, “Um....what?”

She sat next to him as she said, “I'll listen to whatever you have to say.”

He nodded as he sighed “ When you met me... I was an apprentice. I was...happy then, but then... this... this curse appeared,” he gestured to his cutie mark, “and everything went downhill from there....”

She was silent a moment before she asked, “What happened?”

“The first time I had vision, it was a dream, of our deputy dying. I told my father of it. He was leader of the tribe. He simply refused to listen though, and everypony in the tribe thought I was crazy.... Even my best friend didn't believe me... but... then it came to be true. Everypony became suspicious. Luckily, my father managed calmed their minds. I have no doubt he saved me from exile on that day...”

“But, then I had a dream of my father dying, by my brother’s hooves... I quickly told him of it, but he... he grew angry with me, and.... told me to never speak of my dreams again... and...” he sighed, “it of course, came true... I am sure of who had done it, though I never saw it, and have no proof but my dream.... I went to my tribe and tried to convince them.... and....” he gave a shaky sigh, “I was driven out. They believed I murdered my own father, because of my dream. They think I planned it all out; that I was simply trying to get my brother exiled... Not even.... she.... the only one who ever truly believed my dreams....My...... She saw me as a cold blooded murderer.... my... closest friend attacked me, and.... I... I became a rogue....” he looked to the mark on his flank as he said, “and it's all this cursed marks doing that brought this upon me.... I lost everything because of this mark...”

Fluttershy looked at him surprised and with sympathy as she got up and nuzzled his cheek and said, “Bidziil, that mark isn't what caused this... i-if anything, it.... it's a gift...”

He looked at her with pure anger in his eyes as he stood up, and spat, “agift? This... mark, has ruined my life, and you want to say that it is a gift? Your mark may be a gift, but mine has brought nothing but pain and sorrow to my life. If you were in my place would you still call it a gift? If your mark had done nothing but bring sorrow to you, how would you feel about it? Think about it a moment.”

Intimidated, she shrunk back into her mane as she said, “I- I 'm sorry... I was... only trying to help....”

He continued to glare at her. However, his eyes eventually softened as he spoke again, sorrow flooding into his voice, “I know.... please, forgive me. But please, consider the fact that not even one positive outcome as yet to happen. How would you feel if this happened to you? How do you think you would feel if this were to be your life?”

Fluttershy began to calm down as she realized he was no longer being aggressive towards her, and began to consider the fact that that he had just now pointed out. And soon she saw what he meant, by what he had said. She sighed as she said, “Okay, I guess I know what you mean by that, and I won't say that your gifted... But I don't think you’re cursed either. You have a talent Bidziil. You can predict the future. You’re special.... and um.... I um.... think you have done some good with your talent....”

He rolled his eyes as he said, “Oh? And what would that be, exactly?”

“Well, um... y-you've certainly livened my life up... I mean, I would be.... timber wolf food if not for you... a- and we are reunited, it could be a sign… M-maybe we were meant to meet again?”

Bidziil looked to the ground silently as though in thought, or simply ignoring her. However, he finally looked up at her as he smiled and said, “I guess you’re right. Our destinies are intertwined so far. Perhaps we have a part that we must play together.....”

Fluttershy smiled, not exactly sure what he had meant by that, but it sounded good. She slowly walked to him, and gently wrapped him in a friendly embrace, as she said “Come on, lets go inside. Maybe we can find something to do to get your mind off of this a bit.”

Bidziil sighed as he nodded and walked to her house with her. Once they got inside,  Bidziil sat down on the couch as he sighed from exhaustion. He wasn't healed yet, so he was easily tired. Fluttershy sat down next to him silently. Soon however, Angel hopped over to them angrily holding his food bowl, and waving it around, pointing at it. Fluttershy smiled as she said, “Hello Angel, I haven't seen you all day, where've you been?”

Angel threw the bowl at her in his anger.

Bidziil smiled as he got up and limped over to Angel.

Fluttershy saw this and quickly said, “Bidziil, w- wait, he hates strangers, especially stallions.”

Bidziil ignored her warning and he picked him up. Angel fought as much as he could, but to no avail. Bidziil then began rubbing him behind his ears, and Angel instantly stopped fighting as he lay down in his arms and began to kick one foot. As soon as Bidziil stopped, Angel grabbed his hand and put it behind his ear to let him know he wanted more scratching. He chuckled, put the bunny down, and then limped back over to the couch to sit down again.

Fluttershy felt a bit jealous because Angel never cuddled with her, the pony who raised him. Yet he was cuddling with a complete stranger as she stuttered, “B-but I- I- …......how did you do that?”

Bidziil looked at her and smiled as he said, “Many rabbits love to be pet behind the ears. It's a good way to get them to listen to you.”

Fluttershy gave him a blank expression as she said, “I – I never knew that.....”

Bidziil seemed to ignore this comment.

Fluttershy blushed a bit, and decided to change the subject as she said, “Um.... Bidziil... do you want to meet my other friends? I'm sure you'll like them.”

Bidziil sighed as he said, “If you think I will like them then yes, I would love to meet them.”

Fluttershy smiled as she hugged him saying, “Yay! Don't worry Bidziil, they're great. You'll like them, I promise.” She smiled as she broke away from him, and walked out the door to go and find her friends, and see if they could come over.

Bidziil looked alarmed as he said, “Wait, you want me to meet them right now? It's a little late, don't you think?”

Fluttershy smiled as she said, “As my friend Twilight always says, there's never a better time than the present to do these kinds of things. Besides, it's not even lunch time yet, so you have plenty of time to meet them.”  She then closed the door, and walked out to Ponyville. She hated flying so that was out of the question.