dark tower to stardust

by MidnightFMare

Rating: everyone
Tags: Comedy, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Original Character
Length: 1262

what happens when a myserious mare appears and turns a platonic friendship made of two one-sided affections into a bridge over troubled water?

my first 3rd person story with me entering at the end. a nice romance, would like comments... i came up with this riding my duel runner and it grew... hope you like it
it is about two OCs of mine, who i may ask to help in a later story or stories, black tower is a supposedly "the new vinyl scratch" but, when you part the back lit curtain, she is a stuttering, introvert
stardust is an astrophysicist with a penchant for rage, and bubble wrap fanatic (as most ponies and luna are, i enjoy it too) who has had romantic feelings for her best fiend since foalhood.
there is all of that, but what does a deceased pony have to do with this?

Published 2013-10-27 18:50:04 UTC
Last updated 2013-10-27 18:50:04 UTC

dark tower to stardust

Dark tower to Stardust: A love story

Hello all you bronies and pegasisters out there, welcome to my first romance thing with OC’s. These are my own as far as I know. So strap in, make sure the babel fish is in, and hold on to your towel!

For Lyra heartstrings, Ditzy doo, and the other ponies in my ever expanding favorite pony list.

The two characters in this story are black spire and stardust. The first is a slender black and purple unicorn with a velvet purple mane, green eyes and a mark in the shape of a radio tower with signals coming off of it; perhaps you’ve heard her on K-Colt, EQDR (EQuestria Daily Radio), or CMP (Current Music Program). Stardust is a petit white Pegasus with a night blue mane, meteorite green eyes, and a mark in the shape of a falling meteorite. Perhaps you’ve seen her in “space monthly”. Long-time friends, both harboring feelings of romance towards the other, but both unable to express it… let’s see how it goes

“…and then I said ’oatmeal? Are you crazy?!’”

“That was the famous ‘pinkie pie’ of ponyville, regaling us with a story from her daily life! As much as I would love to keep on talking to you cool ponies out there, my time slot is filled, just let me say, don’t let anything get you down and if you don’t like soggy muffins, avoid the oatmeal ones!” the smooth voice finishes over the end music, strangely, the guest disappeared

Looking both ways, the source of the confident voice meekly trots out towards the exit, when a white unicorn in shades speed trots in her direction. Flinching, the black unicorn tries to run out the door, but the mare is too fast! Hitting the pull door too fast, she hits the door with her nose and then squeals like a kitten.

“HEY! How come you always run away from me?” the white pony asks, her eyebrows creasing.

“S-sorry! I –uh- am afraid of ponies I don’t know…” she murmurs, running out the door.

The white Pegasus shrugs, levitates a beer, and exits the building

Back at home, black crawls up to her spot on the couch, levitating a blanket and pillow to her side, drifting off to sleep.

The door slams open, making her jump and face plant into the floor.

Her friend storms off to her room and slams the door.

“I wonder what happened to get her so riled up” black says, popping her neck back into place.

As she approaches, she hears the sound of mumbling and popping. Opening the door “got the bubble wrap out? Must have been a hard” on the floor is her friend, in black socks, spread eagle (which is hilarious, she being a Pegasus), on the bubble wrap, fore hooves between her legs “…day…”

Seeing her friend stare at her position, Stardust develops a “POMF” moment (Lyra: what’s a “POMF” moment? \ Me: that is when a Pegasus gets excited or embarrassed, also known as a “wing boner” \ Lyra: wat? \ Me: ditzy told me that)

With her wings out, she thinks to herself “don’t blush! Don’t blush! Don’t blush! Don’t blush!” black was having the same thought. Walking back slowly to the couch, she casts a sleep spell on herself

Later, Stardust trots up to her sleeping friend “Blackie, I wish I could tell you how I feel, I really do, but I’m afraid to tell you because you’re my best friend; I don’t want to lose that. I –I –I I love you! “She covers her blush with her wings.

Then Black opens her eyes and asks “feeling better?”

(The next day!)

“ Umm… cou-could I g-get past you? Please?” Black stammers as the white unicorn glares at her from behind violet shades

“You’re in love with your best friend right?” she says finally

“What?! H-h-h-how?!” Black stammers, taken aback

“I knew that look! My advice is to be direct with her, just don’t let her leave, hold her down! Convince her-“the unicorn starts when black interrupts

“How do you know it’s a ‘her’?”

“I know quite a bit about the two of you, go home and explain how you feel before it’s too late!” the pony commands, pointing to the door

Visibly shaking, she complies taking the short route home; not seeing the pony she was talking to disappear into white and blue stardust (the space stuff, like “stardust dragon”, or a spirit dissolving into shining dust) and carried off by a gentle wind. The only proof of her being there is a pair of shattered tear and blood stained shades, with an electric blue hair stuck in the frame.

Waiting in the living room, Black sits, having bathed and primped. Standing as the door opens, she whispers “Stardust, I need to tell you something”

“What is it?”

“I love you stardust”

Turning bright red “I-I love you too”

“Not as a friend, but romantically!” Black screams, shocking her friend

“… Wat?”

“Stardust, kiss me please! If you want to stop being my friend, I understand, but please! I need this! (For some odd reason, I pick up these phrases from somewhere and they bounce around in my head until I use them) please Stardust! I beg of you!” she yells, grabbing Stardust by the shoulders, her face streaming with tears

“Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!!! She wants to kiss me! Thank Celestia!’ Stardust thinks to herself. She closes her eyes and opens her mouth a little, all those hours of practice on her pillow finally paying off.

At her friend’s change of face (sorry, best phrase I could come up with) Black warily approaches Stardust’s muzzle, letting her scent and breath overwhelm her, urging her on.

Their mouths meet, Black feeling weak and falling over; never breaking contact. Stardust moves her tongue experimentally, tasting Black’s lips, her mouth, and her palate. Black goes limp from such gentle care, releasing a sigh of pleasure.

Their flanks touch, and with that, Black Spire can hear, no feel, no EXPERIENCE her friend’s harmonious heart, the soft rhythm of her blood stream, the soft firing of neurons, the result is better than any music; Stardust can feel the breathing of the cosmos, the spinning of whole galaxies, the warmth of distant stars, the awesome attraction of black holes (… no pun intended. As I type this, I noticed it but…)

Throwing their hooves around the other, brushing each other’s mane with fore hooves; tails entwining, Stardust’s wings wrapping around Black, trying to fuse them into an eternal embrace, Black’s horn firing sparks of magic, creating a fireworks show that would never be seen.

They lay there, muffled sighs escaping between gasps, neither wanting to break contact; their manes, fur, limbs, and bodies creating a gentle warmth. Minutes become hours, rolling around on the floor, years of repressed lust for the other’s lips flows out like a deluge. They sleep, rebreathing the other’s breath, lips inseparable, needing not food, but love.

“WOOOOOOO! Come changeling queen! Feed off their ambient love!” I say, standing on the balcony.

“Why should I? My people are integrated into equestrian society”

“It is for your own good, you haven’t fed in weeks! If you die, the hive will be thrown into disarray!”

“… Fine”

FINIS!

Author's Note

hope you like this, in case anyone was wondering, the "F" in my username means "Felinus" midnight felinus mare.