Life and Times of Silver Script

My eyelids feel heavy, a side effect from the fading sugar rush, as I watch Dash carry Scootaloo on her back on our way back to Dash's home. “That... was a lot of sugar.” I groan as I flop onto the couch.

“You’ll get used to it after about a month,” Rainbow smiled, patting my head, “You seemed to have a hard day of bumming around.”

“Mostly from dying of hunger.” I smile sleepily, “Say Dash, you got a window in here right?”

Rainbow looks from me lying on the couch to the large living room window, “Yeah, why?”

I yawn, burying my face in the couch’s arm, “Promise you won’t laugh?” I knew she would, but I had to ask anyway.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” Rainbow recites, my eye cracks open and creeps to look at her, “Pinkie Pie.” She laughs softly.

“Weird, but okay.” I mutter, “I... I don’t do well in the dark.” I say quickly, turning on the couch to not face her. My ear twitches at the silence, so I twist my head far enough to see her face.

Rainbow Dash was fighting back laughter, to the point of tears building up, then she takes a deep breath and exhales. “Yeah, no problem-” she lets out a small giggle. Scootaloo, on the other hoof, couldn't help but laugh. She hadn’t promised, but she was doing enough laughing for both of them. “Okay squirt, bed time.” Rainbow taps Scoots on her hooves.

“Aww!” the filly groans, “But I-” she stops mid sentence, seeing the small glare Rainbow shot her, “Fine.” She sighs annoyed, as she trots upstairs. Rainbow comes up behind me and lightly touches my shoulder.

“Hey, I know fears,” I see the soft, sincere smile on her muzzle, “At least you don’t sleep with a night light.” she snickers. I shake my head and nuzzle back into the arm. “Night Silver.”

“Night Dash... thanks for letting me crash here.”

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I wake in a dark room, I feel my heartbeat steadily increase as I find my hooves and wings tightly restrained. “What the...” I hear the rusty creak of a door opening, and hoofsteps down a stairwell, “Hey! HEY! HELP!”

“No reason to yell!” a light voice calls back, “Don’t worry Silvey! We’re gonna have lots of fun!” The breath of my captor is warm and heavy on my face, she’s right there, and it smells like... cotton candy.

“Pinkie Pie!?” I struggle against the restraints, “Hey, good joke, now turn on the lights, I’m scared of the dark, here!”

“Okie dokie loki!” the party mare chirps, unlike how she spoke at last nights party, she sounds grim. Insane.

As the lights turn on, I see horrible, unspeakable things, “On second thought, the dark seems rather welcoming.” I cringe at the sight of the mare, her mane and tail no longer puffy and happy, but sad, straight, and... oddly attractive. ‘I need to get my head checked out.’ I think briefly.

As the no longer bombastic party pony stepped closer, she pulled a cart with various tools, sharp objects and some jars. She picks up a long serrated saw and grins wickedly, “Lots. Of. Fun.”

“I refuse to allow this atrocity happen again!” a second voice calls. There’s a loud boom, and the room around me, the horrible abominations, and the psychotic mare, shatter like glass. I fall to the white floor, my hooves free. “Hello again, young scribe.” A dark blue alicorn mare stood tall above me, her mane and tale like the night sky.

“You keep saving my flank like this, I’ll have to come and thank you in real life.” I smile softly, “Thank you Princess Luna.”

“Not needed, Silver Script.” the mare raises a hoof, “Believe it or not, this nightmare is quite common to newcomers in Ponyville.” she lightly taps her chin, “I’ve no idea what causes them, miss Pie must send some strange wavelengths subconsciously.”

“That would explain the whole ‘I refuse’ business.” I smile, “Do you know Pinkie Pie, by chance?”

“We’ve met on the occasion, she, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Applejack, and of course Twilight Sparkle, helped me long ago with the Nightmare Moon dilemma.” The night princess nods softly, as do I.

“I’ve read stories of what happened... I kind of know how you felt.” I come closer to the princess, who looked at me with wide eyes. “My works, for the most part, aren't looked twice at, kind of like how your night used to be.” I smile back at her, "I still can't see why, even with my fear of the dark."

Luna smiles, “Thank you, Silver.” her head twists, looking into the whiteness of my currently blank dreamscape, “More nightmares, I must begone.” she turns back to me, spreading her wings, “May your dreams be filled with joy and warmth.” From her position, color filled the white spaces like paint spilled from a can, a night sky, a lush green field far below me as I sit atop a cloud. With a flash, Luna was gone, and her bright moon was in her place.

“Joy and warmth...” I smile, breathing in the peaceful night air. No noise, save the crickets below, and no lights, save the soft glow from the stars and moon. I turn to a small shuffle beside me on the plush cloud to see a cyan mare with a vibrant mane lay beside me. She slumbers soundly, and I can’t resist but to wrap a foreleg around her and lay with her. “It’s strange how well the Princess of Night knows me...”

Bonk.

The night sky around me pulses, I move up and look around.

Bonk.

Again, a pulse, “What in the name of Luna is happening now!?”

The rainbow mare pokes me in the shoulder, “Wake up ya lazy!”

I shoot up on the couch, looking around.

Bonk.

“Ah! What in the?” I look toward the collision, seeing a large turtle hovering mid air with some sort of contraption strapped to its shell. “Why is there a flying turtle in here?” I ask, still half asleep.

“Technically, Tank is a Tortoise, and you’re sleeping longer than I do.” Rainbow pats me again, “Enjoy your dream there buddy boy?” she snickers.

Knowing exactly what she means, I zoom off into the nearest bathroom, splashing my face with cold water.

“Hey, no need to freak out Silver.” she calls from outside the bathroom, “So we get... pomfs, who cares?”

“Remind me to wake you when you’re ‘pomfed’ so I can record your reaction!” I call back. My wings laying flat-ish along my back, I exit, drying my mane with a towel, “It’s not the best thing to wake up with...” my voice trails off.

Rainbow calms herself from her fit with a few short deep breaths, "Yeah, yeah okay." she turns and looks back to me with a smirk, "So what were you dreaming about?" she shoots me a grin, "Or was it more of a 'who'?"

Another fit of giggles came to the mare as my ears fell back and my face grew warm.