Through My Eyes.

Chapter Three: Confessions.

“Don’t let it go to your head now, Shimmy. We need to get out of here, and get going. Now.” My sisters voice rings out in my hand, as I stand by the front desk of the inn.

“Oh, come on Dawn. he’s just asking for a show. What’s the problem with that? And, it’s extra bits for us.” I think back to her.

“So, what is it, missy? You gonna perform or not? Ain’t got much time here.” I can still hear my sister nagging at me, but I give a smirk, and hold out my hoof to the older, burly stallion.

“You got a deal.” He smiles, and extends his hoof to shake mine.

“Great. Now, the stage is already set up for you. Lemme’ lead you there.”

“What are you doing?” I hear my sister complain. I ignore her, and I give a smile and nod. The stallion walks out from behind his counter, and starts walking towards the back of the inn, into the area where we ate food last night. The seats have been rearranged, pushed towards the side. And, in the center of the room, is the stage.

The stage makes my jaw drop to the ground. I thought it was going to be a normal stage, with a curtain that I would stand behind, till it was time to perform. Yeah, sure there is a curtain. But, it’s in the center of the stage. Basically see through. And it surrounds a pole that stretched from the ground to the ceiling.

“Ya said you were a show mare, right?” The stallion laughs out, and I just stand there in shock.

“Told you that we should’ve just left.” Dawn quips to me.

“Shut it.” I think to her. Ok, just tell him the truth. “Yeah. I’m a show mare. . But not that kind. I’m sorry I can’t perform for you.” He gives me a stern glare, and grabs my neck with his hoof in a firm grip.

“Listen here missy. My original act had to bail out. Stupid good for nothing mare. Broke her leg. I won’t you cancel on me with out a really good reason. Understood.” I can smell the alcohol that tinges his breath.

“Great. It looks like we're stuck here.” I let out a sigh, only being able to nod slowly.

“Yes. I understand. . But. . Do I have to do. . . That?” I ask disgustingly as I point towards the pole.

“it’s already all set up. Cost me quite a few bits. . . So you better attract some well paying customers.” The stallion says and swats my flank. I jump forward and gasp.

“Think we would be able to sneak away?”  I think to Windy.

“I doubt it. If you had studied some normal magic more, we would’ve been able to teleport away. But no.”

“Oh come on. Don’t start doing your judgmental thing now. Can’t you do that for me? You seem to be able to use my magic just fine.”I think out, as I walk back stage. Where the stallion told me my ‘dressing’ room would be.

“Well. I guess it’s worth a shot. Better than nothing.” My sister says to me. But, before we can do anything, I feel myself get tackled. A blond unicorn mare sits atop of me, as she slips a collar around my neck. I feel as she tightens it, almost choking me with it. “What. . . In tartarus.”

She puts her hoof to her mouth. “Shh. Just preparing you for the stage. . I wouldn’t try using magic, by the way. That collar will stop you with a nice little shock. And, then it will block your magic flow. And. . Mmm, you’re so cute. I don’t want to see you hurt.” I watch her lick her lips, and as she leans in, leaving her lips just mere centimeters from mine.

“Im. . . I’m not like that. . .” I say, as my eyes are wide.

“Oh come on. Loosen up. Have some fun. My offer to you. . . Is. . . ” I feel her breath against me. Seeing the lustful. . . Crazed look in her gold eyes. As she lets her sentence trail off, slowly closing the gap between our mouths.

“Come on Couturier. Stop messing around with the dancer.” I hear a stallions voice of to the side. I look and see him. He looks like the mare above me, just buffer, and shorter hair.

“Oh, come on Deviser. I just wanna have some fun.” He rolls his eyes.

“Then why don’t you go to. . Oh, whoever she is. The one you always fool around with?”

“pfft. Come on. It’s fun to. . .Well, have fun.” The stallion only glares at her. She frowns at him, as she slides off of me. giving me one last wink as she trots off.

“Sorry about my sister. . She’s just like that.” He reaches out with his hoof, and pull me up. He’s strong, and with me being so light, he nearly pulls me right into him. I blush, feeling his strength, seeing my mouth mere centimeters from his now.

“Oh. . Well. . .That’s ok. . I just. . Umm.” I stammer out, and finally move away from him. Blushing hard.

“Well. . . This could be more awkward, really.” I hear my sisters sarcastic remark.

“Oh. Just shut it.” I think to her, hearing her giggle. “Well. Thanks for. . That. So. About this collar then. . Does it really?” He nods slowly.

“Yeah. Designed it myself. Sorry about your situation though. But, I do what I am payed for.” He says, giving me a cold look as he shrugs, and walks away, taking the same exit his sister did.

“Well. . . I guess we are officially stuck here.” I mumble.

“Why did you lie?” I look up quizzically, waiting for Windy to explain. “You told that mare, Couturier I think her name was, that you weren’t ‘like that.’  Though, I know you’ve had plenty of mare friends in your past.” I blush hard, and shake my head.

“What? No . . . No I didn’t” I say, trying to argue. Even though she would be able to see through my lies. I let out a long sigh. “Yeah. I’m bi. And in the closet. So what?” She laughs.

“I never said anything was wrong. You know me. You know that I prefer mares myself. I was just wondering why you hide it.” I give a shrug.

“I just remember, before we lived with grandma, how our parents reacted to you when you came out. Sure, they acted like they didn’t care. And that they loved you no matter what. But, I heard what they said afterwards. ‘It’s just a phase.’ ‘She’ll grow out of it.’ And. . . ‘How disgusting.’ So. . I was always afraid to come out myself.”

I hear my sister laugh slightly. “Oh yeah? They did think that, didn’t they? They tried at one point setting me up with a stallion. They said that I need to grow up, and get out of that phase. I mentioned that to grandma, and boy did she chew them out. Actually. . . I think that was near the point we started living with her, as well.” She keeps laughing. I love hearing her laugh. We may be twins, but she has a cute floaty laugh. Mine’s just annoying.

“Let’s try to get out now.” I give a nod, with a small smile, and start walking towards the exit that Couturier and Deviser left through. But, the moment I put my hoof on the door, I get a solid shock through my body. I let out a yelp, as I jump backwards.

“Nice try.” I hear that mares voice say, as she walks back into the room. She has a rack of several different, and skimpy, outfits. “It’s perimeter locked too. You can’t leave the building.” Damn these ponies.

“Shimmy. Work some of your charm. Maybe you can convince this mare to take the collar off.” I blush slightly.

“W-w-what! Are you telling me to. . . To hit on her?” I only feel the mental nod my sister gives. I let out a sigh. i guess she’s right. . . . She’s always right. I close my eyes, and take a second to calm down. I open my eyes, and try to give the mare the most seductive look that I can.

“I’m sorry about earlier. I was just surprised to be tackled by such a. . . Beautiful mare, such as your self. So, why don’t you tell me your offer now?” I reach my hoof out, and let it run down her leg, until I rest it on her hoof. I notice her blush slightly.

“Wow. . . You’re a pro.” My sister says, and I give her a mental smirk,

“Well. Glad to see you’ve loosened up. But, your show is about to start. I need to get you dressed up.” I smile nervously.

“Not even a few minutes? I can really. . Rock. Your. World.” I let my eyes close slowly, as I bring myself right up against her. I can feel her short, ragged breaths, and I can see the blush on her face grow.

“J-just a couple minutes.” I hear her stammer. Wow. . . . Maybe I am a pro at this.

“Mm. Well, there’s a problem with that, Couturier. This little collar you put on me. I can’t really rock your world with out my magic.” I bring my hoof up, resting it on her neck now. And, without warning, I close the gap between us, letting my lips brush against hers gently. She gasps softly, but moans as well. We fall, myself landing on top of her.

“Lets fix that then.” I hear her say.

“Yes! Yes, yes, yes. It worked! You always have the best ideas, Windy!”  I think to my sister.

“Th-thanks.” I hear Windy stammer. I feel the mares hoof run up my side slowly, gripping the collar. I feel it loosen, and fall to the ground.

“Windy. I need you to do something. use my magic. Like, right now!” I tense as I feel my magic grow.

“Ohh. This is gonna be intense.” I look down at the mare below me, seeing her bite her lip. And intense blush on her face.

“Better say a goodbye.” I her my sister say, as I keep feeling my horn charge up.

“I’m sorry. And bye.” I close my eyes, and on impulse I lean in, and kiss her. I feel the heat grow, and grow. I start to feel as if I am in the middle of a fire hurricane. The sound of the rushing wind fills my ears, deafening me to the rest of the world.

Soon, everything becomes quite. The storm of magic subsides. A long range teleportation spell. One that carried me out to the open. I can feel the breeze against my fur. I can feel the ground on my hooves. . . . But, I can still feel the heat, and the lips, of the other mare, still pressed against me. I open my eyes slowly.

Her eyes are wide open, staring at me. Blushing harder still. I pull away from the kiss. “Umm. . . . Well. Hey there.” Is all I can say as I rub the back of my head with my hoof.

“Why did you do that!? You stupid mare.” She says and smacks me. “I would have been fine with you using me for sex. But using me to escape?  Where did you even take me?” I sit there.

“I. . I don’t know.” My sister says. “I panicked, and. . . I was. . . Distracted. I don’t know where we are.”

I sigh. “I don’t know. Really. I was kind of panicked and. . . Distracted. I dont know where we are.”

“Great. That’s just lovely. Why did you have to escape? Why couldn’t you just go, and do a little dance?” She says, as she stands up, and brushes herself off.

“We had to leave. . . And. . I’m not a that kind of show mare. I’m not a. . . Uh. ‘Dancer.’” I say.

“So? You just had to do one dance. Then you could’ve been out of there. Simple and sweet. Just like that.” She crosses her hooves, and glares at me. “You’re going to bring us back, right now.”  She demands to me.

“You’re too burnt out from the spell I cast. Anything more will cause physical, and mental, damage.” My sister says. “But, we left all our stuff back there. Let’s see if we can work with this mare.”

“I’m really sorry. I am. . . But, there’s a slight problem.” She gives me a quizzical glare.  “You see. that spell I cast. Well. . Since I was so panicked and stuff. . . Well, it burnt me out. I can’t do any magic for a while.” Her glare only grows, and it looks like she is about ready to attack me.

“Great.” She mutters out, and turns away from me. Looking all around the area we are in.

I also look around. We are in a large field. We used to be in the woods. Trees all around. And. . . From there, we could see the city of Canterlot. . But. . From here, I can only see the back of the mountain.  “Wow! Windy! You teleported us to the complete other side of Equestria. Look. We are about the same distance away from the mountain, but on the complete other side!”

“Really?” I hear my sister ask, and I can only nod. I didn’t know I had that much power. . . . Well, I guess that’s why I am burnt out. Such a long range teleportation spell. . . It’s actually a surprise that I’m able to stand. . . And that me and that mare are in one piece. “I guess you did listen to some of grandmas lessons.” I hear my sister remark, and I blush.

“What’s with that stupid nod and blush?” I hear that mare ask.

“Oh well. . . I just found out that. . I teleported us to the. . . Other side of Equestria.” My voice trails off to a quick whisper. But it seems she hears every part of it.

“The other side. . . . Of fucking Equestria!” She yells. and I can only whimper back and nod, as I shrink backwards. “Great! What are you going to do now!”

"Tell her she can use a tracing spell, then teleport us back. But make so you get her to agree to help us first.” My sister says.

“Help me out. I know a way to get us back. But I need to know that you can help me. I just need to get my stuff from the inn, then I’ll be out of your mane. Ok?” She glares at me, before sighing.

“Fine. How are we going to get back?” She asks as she turns away from me again, closing her eyes.

“You can use a. . . Umm, tracing spell. Then you can easily teleport us back.” She shakes her head.

“It’s. . . It’s not that simple. I was born kind of wonky. I need someone to supplement me, to use my magic. And, with the condition you're in, you can’t do it.”

“What does she mean?” I ask Windy, and she sighs.

“It means she can only use her magic, if someone else supplies the energy to do it. It’s a rare birth defect in unicorns. And she’s right. You are in no condition to help her.”

“Great. Then what can we do?!” I only feel my sister give a mental shrug. And I let out a sigh.

“You know. You get pretty animated while just sitting there. Talk to yourself up here much?” The mare asks as she knocks on her own head.

“Yeah. I do it in stressful situations. My mind always knows best.” I say with a sheepish smile.

“Yeah? Well, isn’t it your mind that got us into this mess in the first place?” I sigh, and can only really nod. Even though I don’t blame my sister at all.

“Wait! Shimmy, this is perfect!” Windy shouts, making me wince slightly.

“What? What’s perfect?” I ask as I rub my head.

“Look where we are at. Guess who should only be mile or two away!” I look around. After a while of looking, I finally spot what my sister mean. Down the ways abit, I can spot a small dirt path, that leads to a barely visible bridge. One that we crossed over a long time ago. When we left on our journey.

“Grandma.” I whisper to myself, and feel my sister nod.

“What? Grandma? I don’t see any old lady ‘round here, what’cha talkin’ bout’?” I hear the mare say, as she looks at me, puzzled.

“My grandma. She lives in this small city, Dodge City. It’s only right down that way. She can help us. I’ll only lead you there if you agree to help me. Ok?” I say as I smile, and hold my hoof out to the mare.

“Fine.” She says and puts her hoof to mine. “But I owe you this.” She smirks, and grips my hoof, pulling me close to her. I feel her lips press against mine. My eyes wide open, as she closes hers. I let out a small gasp, which causes her to snake her tongue into my mouth. I pull away quickly and fall onto the ground, Right on my back. She laughs for a moment. She smirks as well, as she helps me back up. “There. That’s how you kiss. Let’s go now.”

I sit there for a moment, stunned. “Come on lover filly. Hurry up.” My sister says. I blush hard, and run after the mare.

(A few hours later.)

“It feels great. Being back in Dodge.” I say as I feel the dirt path shift into the sandy ground of this country type city. I always loved that feeling.

“Just stop reminiscing. We need to hurry. Already wasted enough time walking here. And the more time we waste, the harder it’s going to be for you to get your stuff.”

“Yeah yeah. We’ve got time. Don’t you worry your flanks now.” I smile back at her. Blushing when I notice where her eyes are. “A-and stop looking at mine.” She smirks, and looks away, whistling innocently. I roll my eyes and continue walking through the town that served as my home for a long time.

I even stop to wave, and even chat with some old friends. Old Mr.Shield Wing  still sit out on his porch. Surprised that he actually hasn’t keeled over yet. Dudes old. I smile, and even start to skip slightly, as I approach the big, old, white town house. The house that used to serve as my home. The house where my grandma lives.

“Here we are.” I say as I look back at Couturier, just to see her glancing at my flanks again. I blush but ignore it, walking up knock on the walnut colored door.

“Doors open. Come on in.” I roll my eyes. My grandmother never turned down a visitor. Even if she didn’t know who it was. She also never locked the door. To be fair, anyone foolish enough to rob her would deserve whatever they had coming.

I push my hoof to the door, opening it. “Grandma. It’s me. Shimmer.” I hear her gasp.

“Shimmy? I’m in the kitchen. Hurry on in.” She calls excitedly.

“Follow me.” I say to Couturier, leading her around the house. I work my way into the kitchen, seeing the back of grandmas graw and dark purple mane and tail. Her light purple-gray fur shining slightly in the light. She turn when she hears my footsteps,  and I see her bright red eyes shine.

Red eyes. Grandma, dad, and Windy. They all have read eyes. Red eyes in this family show our strong family lineage. One that includes a great connection, and talent, with magic. They all have red eyes. Except me. I guess I just took to much from my mothers side, giving me her purple eyes.

I smile, and go to give my grandma a hug. But she stops me, holding up a hoof. Staring me right into the eyes. “You did my spell. Didn’t you?” I only sigh, and give a nod. “And why would you have to use my spell? On Windy, I presume, since she’s not here. And that certainly looks like her eye.”

“It’s a long story. Can We at least get a cup of coffee, or something?” I say, and point between me, and Couturier.

“Oh!. I didn’t see you have a guest with you.” My grandma turns around, whipping two cups quickly. She holds the cups out, waiting for both of us to grab them.

“We can’t.” I mumble. “I’ll explain.” I sigh as we all walk into the living room.

“For me, a long range teleportation spell. Burnt me out. Can’t use any magic without risk of harming me. This is Couturier, and she has a birth defect. She can’t use magic unless someone else supplies her energy.”

“Ah. She has a magic stymie. A rare problem, but fixable. Given the right circumstances are met.” My grandmother speaks, always full of a seemingly endless amount of wisdom. “So. Explain to me. About why you had to use my spell.” I am given a stern look from grandma, and a confused one from Couturier. I sigh, and explain the events two years ago.

“Two years?” Grandma asks. She doesn’t seem angry, more confused. “Two years, you said? And, you have had constant contact with Windy in your mind. And, can even use astral projection for her?” I only nod. Too embarrassed to nod. I look over at Couturier, and she just looks in awe. “Look at me. In the eyes.”

I turn to grandma, and look her in the eyes. She brings herself close to me. “Hmm. This isn’t good. At all.”

“What does she mean?”

"What do you mean?” I ask at the same time Windy, in my mind, does.

“It means. . . That spell was never perfected. And never will be. It’s intent is clearly seen. Her soul and yours are binded, together. But, because of forces beyond our own, it will never be a perfect bind. Slowly, surely, one soul will consume the other. Becoming one being again, with only one of you in control. The other fading away. Normally, this would happen in months after the original cast. But you two have gone two years without any adverse effects. Windy has even apparently learned how to control your magic, if I heard that right.” I only nod.

“I’m glad you came to me. Even if it took two years. Just hand me my journal, and I can unbind the spell from the pages you need. Everything I learned about the iota from my studies.”

“Yeah. There’s a problem with that. . I don’t have the journal with me. That’s another reason why we are here. We need to get back to the inn, so I can get the journal. Couturier isn’t even exposed to be here. We accidentally teleported her with us. But luckily we were close to you. So, grandma, please. We need you to teleport us back.”

Grandma only nods, with her eyes closed. “You said longe range teleportation spell. . . How long are we talking?”

“The other side of fucking Equestria.” Couturier mumbles out, and my grandma opens her eyes wide.

“The other side of fu- . . . Equestria!?” My grandma nearly repeats.

I only nod again. “The White Tail Woods.”

“Well. . That’s not all the way on the other side of Equestria. But, I’m afraid I don’t have spark I used to when I was younger. The closest I could get you there, safely, is at the small town of Ponyville. From there you can easily take the train back.” We all grown when we hear that.

“That’s as good as it’s going to get.” I say. “We’ll take it. Thank you grandma. And, don’t worry. We have this all under control. We’ll be back in a day or two.” I smile. and hug her. She hugs me back.

“Before you go, can I pull out Windy. To see her?” I feel Windy nod, so I do as well.

With quick, practiced ease, grandmas light purple aura surrounds me. I feel a slight chill, as I watch Windy’s astral form appear in front of me.

“Hey grandma. I’d hug you if I could. But, I can only touch this one.” She says with a smirk, and smacks my shoulder.

“Watch it, Windy.” We stick our tongues out at each other. Then, all of us save for Couturier, laugh. “Ok ok. Grandma. We shouldn’t waste any more time. It’s lovely seeing you and all, but we kind of have a mission.”

My grandma nods, and I watch as the ground below me and Couturier glows.

“Wait. I never got your name.” Couturier says, as tingles start to rush through us.

“Sparkle. Sparkle Nightfall.” My grandma says with a smile. There’s a bright flash, as I feel the wooden ground below us shift into soft grass.

“S-Sparkle Nightfall? One of the greatest mages, and scholars, equestria has ever seen?!” I smile shyly and nod.

“Mmhmm. That’s her. But, she’s quite humble, really. Don’t mention that around her.” I laugh slightly, and look around. “Now. Where is that train station?”