Chapters The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Ch. 1 First Day of December
Razor sat on the corner of his bed, the only light around him came from his horn...but alas, that was one of the only lights he ever saw. Razor was not simply illuminating his room, he was levitating a small, yet sharp razor blade, he used it daily, but no one ever saw the wounds because his special talent was healing. Well...Physical healing, he could never fully heal from what the stallions, colts, mares, and fillies say to him at school...awful things, and he knew tomorrow he'd have to go through it all again, he didn't want pain and suffering...but if all the other ponies he knew said so, than it must be true.
He wasn't special, he had no cutie mark...he wasn't the only pony though, AppleBloom, Scootaloo...and Sweetie Belle, all his age, were also tormented, but they had each other to comfort...Razor only had himself, sure he helped mares with their problems, but he had nopony to help him. His red hair flowed slightly as he opened his window, the wind numbed his pain...it was a luxury in the midst of hell...living hell. He stopped using his magic, the razor blade slipped back in the hole in his mattress, and he laid back onto his bed.
"Six months, then three years..." his voice, raspy as it was, trailed off into silence.
Razor was 14 years old, he was a freshman at Ponyville high school, which was supposedly the best time of a pony's life, was not for him. He fell into a deep, nightmarish sleep as he bled out onto his bed, he would have until 4:30 to sleep, four hours from now.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
His alarm woke him, he looked down at his body, he looked at the exact spots where he cut...nothing, he was clean, all healed, there was no visible wounds, or even blood trail, nopony would have or would ever know about this, unless they looked at his sheets...they were soaked in blood...he has thirty minutes to wash them before his parents wake up.
He rushed to the washroom, and put his sheets into the washer, and set it to rinse...his parents accepted the fact he cleaned his sheets daily because he had once told them that he was a germophobe...that was a lie, he was a normal (Aside from his mental problems) pony.
After about twenty minutes, he heard his parents shuffling about in their bed, he had made his timing, the timer on the washer sounded, and he whisked his sheets back to his room. He had just covered the hole in his mattress when his father stopped in.
"Aye sport, sleep well?" his father asked sincerely, he was a kind, yet strong stallion. His father had a light brown coat and white hair, his Cutie Mark was a needle, he was a doctor at the Ponyville clinic.
"Yeah dad thanks!" Razor put on a fake smile, but his father smiled back, and left.
Next, as customary, his mother stopped by, she was a smaller mare, and she was also caring. She had a blue mane and a white coat, just like Razor, her Cutie Mark was a band-Aid, and she was a nurse at the local Ponyville clinic.
"Hey Ray..." Ray was his nickname for everypony to call him, "Did you sleep well, I heard you shuffling during the night."
"Yeah, just a bad dream mom, but thanks for asking." he said, he loved his parents.
She walked in fully and sat down across from him at the edge of his bed and asked,
"Would you like to tell me?"
"No...I can't remember, but I know it was bad." Truth be told, he couldn't remember his dream, but the shuffling was him last night...before he fell asleep.
"Alright honey," she pecked his forehead, "Have a good day, your father and I have to go early today."
"I will," he lied, he knew it would be awful, "You too!"
With that, she left the room and Razor was left alone in silence. He looked over at his clock, it read "5:45 a.m." he had about and hour until he left, so he decided to take a nap.
Razor rushed to school, he had overslept by 15 minutes, he had to hurry if he was to make it in time for first block. As he sprinted onto the school grounds, he hear the bell, he ran right up to the front door, then casually walked in. As luck would have it...the first two ponies he walked in to were nopony else than Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara, two of the most stuck up, horrible ponies in school.
"Oh look Spoon, it's GayRay!" Diamond Tiara said, some of the other ponies around Razor laughed along with the two bullies.
"Hey GayRay, are you gonna cry now?" Silver Spoon teased, he was mad, pissed to be exact.
"Shut it Diamond! Shut it Spoon!" Razor yelled back.
"Leave him alone!" Razor head a voice come from nearby, but there was nopony to claim it.
"Who said that?" Diamond asked, looking around at the nearby ponies, nopony answered.
"Looks like somepony actually cares for GayRay!" Silver Spoon mocked.
"Spoon, you're wrong," Diamond Tiara said in a cold voice, everypony stared at her.
"What?" Silver Spoon was shocked, did Diamond just...
"Nopony cares for GayRay!" Diamond laughed, and as earlier, so did everypony else.
"Leave me alone!" Razor said, almost loud enough for other ponies to hear.
"What, you gonna cry GayRay?" Diamond teased.
Razor ran off, he ran nowhere, he just ran, he hated bullies, he hated school, and he hated his life.
First Block, he had math, he was smart enough to never have homework, but the class still sucked, mainly because of certain ponies, not Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, but stronger, older ponies. First, he had Bent Steel, he was large, had a dark gray mane, and an even darker gray coat. His Cutie Mark was just a steel beam, nothing else. Second, he had a bully who went by an alias, nopony even knew his name, the alias was Bent, which hints the ponies he's "Bent". Bent was a large stallion, he had a brown coat, a green mane, and his cutie mark was a snapped twig.
A note hit him on the shoulder, he looked at where it landed, he levitated up the note read;
Look in your locker, there is something in there for you
"Probably a stupid prank." he shouldn't bother, but he had to go to his locker sometime today.
The class passed quickly, Thank Celestia, and Razor made his way to his locker, he halfway opened it, expecting for something to fall out, but nothing did, he then opened it all the way. Down at the bottom was a silver and gold book, a journal to be exact. He looked at another note on the front page.
Listen Ray, I know what you do, you are hurting yourself, you helped me, now it's my turn, write your thoughts and actions of the day in here, and every ten days, leave it in the middle of the library, I will pick it up, and you'll get it back the next day, trust me.
Razor couldn't believe it, somepony cared? The feeling was unfamiliar, but he set the journal back in his locker, he would take it home later today.
To be continued...
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Razor finished gym, surprisingly one of his favorite classes, he wasn't the strongest, but this was the only class that had no bullies in it, there were only about twelve ponies in his last block, only four of which he knew, Dinky Doo, AppleBloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle. The rest were older than the five of them, most juniors and sophomores.
Today's lesson was special, the coaches were choosing the Triepel team, Triepel was a unicorn only sport, only the strongest of them could handle it. Each of the unicorns had to pull a metal disc back into a sling shot, the tension in the slingshots was equivalent to each foot pulled back was the weight of one pony. Being as weak as Razor was, he didn't try out for Triepel.
"Pssst....Ray!" Sweetie Belle whispered.
"Whaaaa?" Razor was barely paying attention to the lesson.
"You should try out! I mean, it would be fun!" Sweetie Belle's voice cracked, and she blushed.
"Nope, I'm not strong enough." Razor said back to her, he smiled a bit.
"I've seen you use magic, you're great!" she smiled sheepishly, she was being adorable, and Razor felt.....different.
"Hey Sweetie Belle?" Razor started a new subject.
"Yes?" she looked over from the coach.
"Why're are you talking to me now, like, all of sudden?" Razor asked.
"You seemed like you needed a friend, so I figured I'd be the first!" Sweetie Belle said cheerfully.
"the first?" Razor questioned.
"Yeah! There's AppleBloom, Scootaloo, Dinky..." she kept listing names.
"I'll do Triepel if you do!" he blurted out, covering his mouth with his hooves.
Sweetie Belle blushed deeply, "Okay..." she smiled...but tried to hide it, unsuccessfully.
"Now, would anypony like to try Triepel?" the coach asked the group.
Razor slowly raised his hoof into the air, and soon after Sweetie Belle did as well, which made Razor blush a bit.
"Good!" The coach continued, "Looks like we'll have a good group this year!" he added Razor and Sweetie belle to the list of names.
"You two stay late after school today, be in here at 3:50, okay?" the coach asked, Razor and Sweetie both nodded.
"Hey Sweetie Belle, who was that cute boy you were hanging out with earlier?" Scootaloo said as she trotted up to Sweetie Belle.
"Oh him, that's Razor..." she blushed slightly.
"Ooooh!" Scootaloo laughed.
"What?" Sweetie Belle's voice cracked again.
"You like him, don't you Sweetie Belle?" Scootaloo broke into a big grin.
"No! We're just friends!" Sweetie was against a mental wall.
"Sure Sweetie, sure?" Scootaloo flew off.
"At least, I think I don't like him...." Sweetie banged her head against a locker, alerting AppleBloom, who was walking from last block.
"Sweetie Belle? What's wrong?" AppleBloom asked, her southern accent sent a warm vibe.
"Nothing...just a boy." Sweetie had her head hung low.
"Is it Razor?" AppleBloom asked plainly.
"Yeah, how'd you know..."
"You was blushing at him more'n....you was blushing a lot." AppleBloom was frustrated at not being able to reference something like her sister would've been able too.
Sweetie Belle looked at the clock, it was 3:40, she had to go to practice.
"I gotta go AppleBloom, bye!" Sweetie rushed to the gym, hoping to make it in time.
Razor walked from the gym to his nearby locker, he opened the locker, there alone sat the journal, he picked it up and examined it.
"It's new... and somepony cared in the process of making it." he set it back in the locker and closed it, he would pick it up after practice.
"Hey GAYRAY!" called a voice from over his shoulder.
Razor turned around and looked who it was, it was.....it was Bent, oh shit.....
"I said HEY!" Bet pick Razor up with one hoof, and slammed him against the lockers.
"What do you want?" Razor weakly coughed.
"Your lunch money!" Bent said, an evil smile on his face.
"You're kidding me?" Razor said, Why would a high school bully want his lunch mo---
"Yep, you better leave Diamond Tiara alone.." Bent slammed Razor into the lockers once again, "I gotta beat some sense into you!" Bent unfurled his wings and held Razor to the lockers, he continued to hit Razor with his hooves, bloodying his face.
Bent finally dropped Razor, who collapsed into a heap on the floor, Razor drifted from consciousness.
Sweetie Belle looked around the gym, she saw some colts and stallions, but none were Razor...he must've not cared to come to practice today. Sweetie listened to the coach's instructions on how to fire the disc correctly, he demonstrated for the class. He loaded the disc, and used his magic to pull the slingshot back, he released, his full might shooting the disc out a window and almost to the opposite end of the field.
"Let's see..." he levitated a measuring tape, and stretched it, he did so for about thirty seconds, ah...1,568 feet, about my average, but yours will be less..." he paused for a moment.
"The average for a 14 year old filly, 900 feet, 100 more for a 15 year old, fro a 14 old colt, 1050 feet, 1200 for 15 year old colts." he said, "When I was 17, I set the school record at a run of 1734 feet!" he stated proudly.
The clock rang, signalling 5:00, time to leave for the day.
"All of you, show up tomorrow! Same time!" coach said.
Sweetie walked out of the door, she went around the corner to see if Razor had even stayed, when she turned the corner, she saw him. Razor was picking himself up, blood was pouring from his face, he slipped a bit in his blood, the lockers nearby were also spattered with blood, Razor's blood.
"RAZOR!" Sweetie ran over to him, he was hurt....very badly.
"Sweet...Sweetie?" he coughed up some blood.
"Razor, shut it, SOMEPONY!" she screamed, the gym coach walked around the corner.
"What the!" he ran over to Razor, "Who did this to you boy?"
"I...I can't tell you! He'll hurt me worse!" Razor cried, and went limp.
"Celestia! We have to get him to the doctor, NOW!" the coach said, the two ponies, levitated him as they ran.
Sorry for the rushed and short chapter tonight guys, I had a track meet up north, and well, that ate up like four hours, the next few will be better, I promise, so don't criticize this one too much.
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Ch. 3a Too Short
Sweetie Belle and Coach Bar, as Sweetie Belle learned his name to be, rushed Razor to the hospital. Coach Bar had been able to stop the bleeding, but he feared the wounds may also be internal, but only the doctors could be sure. Coach Bar was much faster than Sweetie Belle, and he had much ore endurance, so Sweetie Belle faltered and fell about halfway there.
"Go coach, I'll catch up!" Sweetie called, gasping for air.
Coach nodded, and ran even faster, the doctor was only a half mile away now, Coach could surely make it. Sweetie Belle started a b risk tro, which was al she could muster, she was not the best athlete either, but she joined a sport...because of a boy, oh Rarity is either going to love her or hate her for it.
After about five minutes of brisk trotting, Sweetie Belle could see the clinic, she started sprinting.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" she yelled as she ran.
Sweetie Belle burst through the doors of the clinic, she could hear the doctors rushing to aid Razor, she followed the noises. She went into one of the check-up rooms, she saw the two doctors, a mare and a stallion, trying to bring Razor back to consciousness.
"Who're you?" the doctor said, turning his head from Razor.
"I'm Razor's friend...I helped get him over here..." Sweetie Belle said coldly.
The mare walked over to Sweetie Belle, and hugged her. Then the nurse went back to Razor.
Sweetie Belle was in disbelief, the nice young colt...well her age, that she had just befriended today, was now fighting for his life in the Ponyville Clinic, what if she hadn't befriended him, would he still be normal? She closed her eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Razor opened his eyes slightly, he was in a world of pain, he looked around...he was moving, but he wasn't moving himself, he felt a magic aura around him, he was being levitated by.... Coach Bar. He had a look that was mix of panic and urgency on his face, Razor turned to look where they were going...it was the Ponyville clinic, the clinic where his parents worked...Son of a bi..
""Go coach, I'll catch up!" he heard somepony say...Sweetie Belle?
Sweetie Belle, she seemed like the most beautiful thing to him now, he felt so bad that she had to find him, couldn't it have been somepony else?
Razor faded back into unconsciousness as the coach carried him into the clinic, the last thing he saw was the ceiling.
And then back again into consciousness
'I'm awake...' he thought, but couldn't say aloud...something was blocking his mouth, the image in front of him clarified, it was Sweetie Belle, she was kissing him...on the lips...he relaxed.
"He's awake!" Sweetie belle shouted after she noticed his open.
His parents rushed back to him, they faded, as did his vision.
Sweetie Belle woke up to the sounds of medical machines beeping, she rushed into the room, she didn't know why...but seeing him alive made her feel amazing, she leaned forward to kiss him. Their lips made contact, the feeling shook Sweetie Belle, it was if a thousand fireworks exploded, if an earthquake lasted for only a second, it was an instantaneous reaction, after about five seconds, she noticed his eyes opened.
"He's awake!" she shouted, his parents rushed to him.
Razor faded back into consciousness, and the machines sounded faster.
"He's going critical!" his mother shouted, trying to slow his breathing and heartbeat/
The room went silent for one second, then a horrible sound...
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppppppppp
"Razor?" Sweetie Belle questioned.
Razor was dead.
BOOM romantic kiss, and Razor died, well, that was a fun alternate ending!
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Sweetie Belle and Coach Bar, as Sweetie Belle learned his name to be, rushed Razor to the hospital. Coach Bar had been able to stop the bleeding, but he feared the wounds may also be internal, but only the doctors could be sure. Coach Bar was much faster than Sweetie Belle, and he had much ore endurance, so Sweetie Belle faltered and fell about halfway there.
"Go coach, I'll catch up!" Sweetie called, gasping for air.
Coach nodded, and ran even faster, the doctor was only a half mile away now, Coach could surely make it. Sweetie Belle started a b risk tro, which was al she could muster, she was not the best athlete either, but she joined a sport...because of a boy, oh Rarity is either going to love her or hate her for it.
After about five minutes of brisk trotting, Sweetie Belle could see the clinic, she started sprinting.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" she yelled as she ran.
Sweetie Belle burst through the doors of the clinic, she could hear the doctors rushing to aid Razor, she followed the noises. She went into one of the check-up rooms, she saw the two doctors, a mare and a stallion, trying to bring Razor back to consciousness.
"Who're you?" the doctor said, turning his head from Razor.
"I'm Razor's friend...I helped get him over here..." Sweetie Belle said coldly.
The mare walked over to Sweetie Belle, and hugged her. Then the nurse went back to Razor.
Sweetie Belle was in disbelief, the nice young colt...well her age, that she had just befriended today, was now fighting for his life in the Ponyville Clinic, what if she hadn't befriended him, would he still be normal? She closed her eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Razor opened his eyes slightly, he was in a world of pain, he looked around...he was moving, but he wasn't moving himself, he felt a magic aura around him, he was being levitated by.... Coach Bar. He had a look that was mix of panic and urgency on his face, Razor turned to look where they were going...it was the Ponyville clinic, the clinic where his parents worked...Son of a bi..
""Go coach, I'll catch up!" he heard somepony say...Sweetie Belle?
Sweetie Belle, she seemed like the most beautiful thing to him now, he felt so bad that she had to find him, couldn't it have been somepony else?
Razor faded back into unconsciousness as the coach carried him into the clinic, the last thing he saw was the ceiling.
And then back again into consciousness
'I'm awake...' he thought, but couldn't say aloud...something was blocking his mouth, the image in front of him clarified, it was Sweetie Belle, she was kissing him...on the lips...he relaxed.
"He's awake!" Sweetie belle shouted after she noticed his open.
Razor pulled Sweetie belle back down into the kiss, she jumped at first, but soon she also relaxed.
Several moments earlier...
Sweetie Belle woke up to the sounds of medical machines beeping, she rushed into the room, she didn't know why...but seeing him alive made her feel amazing, she leaned forward to kiss him. Their lips made contact, the feeling shook Sweetie Belle, it was if a thousand fireworks exploded, if an earthquake lasted for only a second, it was an instantaneous reaction, after about five seconds, she noticed his eyes opened.
"He's awake!" she shouted, his parents rushed to him.
She was pulled back down into the kiss, did h...have feelings for her? No, he was just....under medication, NO...she had feelings for him and he felt the same way.
His parents were shocked...did that little filly just....just kiss their son?
"Hell yeah!" Razor's father said, it made the mother facehoof, but the two didn't care, they were themselves, and had each other.
"Ray?" Sweetie Belle asked after they broke the kiss.
"Yes?" Razor smiled weakly.
"Wanna be my coltfriend?"
"Definitely." Razor said, the smile still on his lips.
With that, the young couple kissed once more.
Three hours later...
"Young miss...what is your name?" Razors mother asked.
"Sweetie Belle."
"You should probably go home...I'm sure somepony is looking for you." his mother said.
"Oh!" Sweetie belle forgot about Rarity, "Bye!" she rushed out the door.
"Wait...Miss!" Mrs. Slice called.
"Yes?" Sweetie Belle called out.
"Who is your guardian?"
"Rarity, she owns Carousel Boutique!" Sweetie Belle said as she ran off.
Rarity was laying on her drama couch when Sweetie Belle walked in, she started immediately,
"I'm so sorry, I was just helping my friend because he was...." Rarity cut her off.
Sweetie Belle was terrified, Rarity simply smiled and the she started,
"Sweetie Belle, don't apologize, Mrs. Slice told me everything, she told me how you cried when you saw Ray, when you kissed him, and when he returned the favor." Rarity had a smug grin on her face, and Sweetie Belle was blushing uncontrollably.
"Rarity!" Sweetie Belle said, she ran up to her room, a teased grin on her face.
"Young love is so adorable!" Rarity said to herself, her little sister was in love.
Razor awoke in his bed, how did he....oh yeah, he could heal when he slept. He looked over at his clock, it was about six, he rose from his bed and stepped towards his door, when he opened it, he noticed his parents were still in bed, he took a warm shower, when he got out of the shower, his parents we awake and checking on him.
"Ray?" his mother questioned.
"Yeah mom?" he said.
"How're you awake and walking, you were in critical condition three days ago."
"Three days?" AWWWWWW SHIYAT!
"Yeah son." his dad said.
"I'm fine mom, dad, I'm gonna go ahead and go to school today." Razor said, he wanted to see Sweetie Belle.
"Alright son, we're going to go to work, if you feel bad at all you can call us, and we'll come get you." his mother said.
"I'll be fine, bye mom, bye dad." he walked out of the front door, and headed off to school, to see Sweetie Belle.
Well, there is the actual chapter, how'd you like it?
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Ch. 5 Sweetie gonna Sweet
Scootaloo awoke to the sound of her alarm, it was six-thirty. She sat up in her bed, turned off her alarm, and hopped out of her bed. She flapped her wings a few times to stretch them out.
"Ouch!" she yelped, almost sprained one of them.
Scootaloo went under her bed and pulled out a small box. The box was a light gray color with a cyan border. The box held one thing...Scootaloo's diary. Her diary was an older diary, it had been hers since she was 10, right about the same time she learned to fly. Today was the last day she could write in it, she had run out of entries, she picked up the diary slowly and carried it to the table.
"The last time...geez..." she looked at the last time she wrote in it, it was so long ago, three months.
What compelled Scootaloo to write today? She did not know, but she felt like writing what she's done lately, and it felt pretty good.
Dear Diary,
I know it's been three months since I've written in here, but I didn't want to finish...you know since I've had you since I was 10...4 years ago.
A tear dropped onto the page.
In the last three months...I've been doing good, I've been getting even better at flying and I even made the flight team! It's hard, but I love flying, maybe I'll be a Wonderbolt too, just like Rainbow!
Another tear dropped onto the diary page as Scootaloo remembered the day her childhood idol met her dream...Rainbow was so happy, Spitfire(The then captain of the Wonderbolts) Told Rainbow that she'd been selected to trial, which she easily passed, on the last day, Pinkie Threw a party for Rainbow.
The party was a bittersweet moment, everypony knew that they'd never see Rainbow...but somehow they all were happy, happy for Rainbow, who was torn by the situation, but after reassurance from Fluttershy, decided to go all the way through with it.
Well, i just wanted to say two more things, One...I don't want to finish this, and two...'m feeling lonely now...I mean Sweetie Belle is with Razor, and AppleBloom got five colts crushing on her!
Scootaloo closed the diary, some tears still dripping from her eyes, she took the diary, and put it on her top shelf, she would read the whole thing later.
AppleBloom woke to the sounds of the roosters, she popped out of her bed and was at the kitchen able in thirty seconds, right as Applejack set out breakfast. She set out a toasted daisy sandwich for AppleBloom, and one for herself.
"Sorry AppleBloom, but Ah got to get out in the barn to help Big Mac today." Applejack said, she rushed while she ate her toasted sandwich.
"Mmmmmmm..." AppleBloom said as she bit into her sandwich.
"Ah'm glad you like it." Applejack smiled.
After about a minute, Applejack finished her sandwich,
"Bye AppleBloom, have a good day at school!" she rushed out the kitchen door.
"Bye!" AppleBloom said, her mouth full of daisies.
Not long later, AppleBloom herself finished and left her home. She walked slowly, letting the rays of the warm sun beam against her blonde coat, she could hear Big Mac and Applejack in the workshop even at the end of their lane. AppleBloom decided to take a small detour. She decided to visit Granny Smith in her new home.
AppleBloom stopped at the gate of the Ponyville cemetery, she was no longer sure that she could continue. but she had to. She walked twenty small steps forward, then counted six graves to the left. That was where Granny Smith was. She slowly walked over to her grave and looked at it.
Applejack had it made to have Granny Smith's Cutie Mark etched in on both sides of her name. Her old heart had given out about two years ago, yet AppleBloom found it hard to visit, Applejack and Big Macintosh couldn't even bring themselves to come here...period.
"Hey Granny Smith..." AppleBloom said sadly, but tried to put on a smile...just for Granny.
"How have you been?" AppleBloom asked, waiting for an answer, an answer that would never come.
"I've got to go to school now, I love you..." she choked the last three words.
AppleBloom walked two graves more to the left, she stopped there too.
"Love you mom, love you dad..." AppleBloom was freely crying now, she couldn't move very well now. She limped over to their graves and gave them a hug. The hug lasted for many moments, but then she ran...she ran as fast as she could.
She was never able to meet her mom, aside form the 13 seconds after being born, but she felt as if she owed it to her that she stop by at least once a week. Her father though, he had committed suicide after her mother died. He didn't care about the three foals he'd left behind, so Applejack and Big Mac never talked about him, but AppleBloom, she felt bad, she was the cause of her mothers death, so she respected her father.
Sweetie Belle didn't sleep, instead she thought of Razor, how badly hurt he was, or what could've happened had she not shown up with Coach Bar when she did. The thought of the pony she'd befriended, then started a relationship with dying...it was unbearable...he could've bled to death, right there, in front of his locker.
"It didn't happen, he's alive..." Sweetie Belle choked, then a smile appeared on her face.
She saw the sun rising over the mountains, it was about time to leave. She rose up and levitated her brush. She hummed a tune while she brushed her hair.
"Today will be a good day." she said to herself...only if Razor shows up.
Sweetie Belle set out for school, if Razor didn't show up today, she'd go and visit him tonight, to see how he's holding up...
Well, today's chapter was a sad chapter, it'll shed some light on certain ponies, as well as foreshadow future events, anyway...whose story did you find more sad, AppleBloom's or Scootaloo's?
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Ch. 6 The Apples lost a branch
Razor arrived at the school building, he walked in, and right up to his locker. He could see the areas where the janitors and school officials tried to clean up his blood, luckily though, the blood on his locker was minimal. He unlocked and opened his locker, still at the bottom of his locker lay the diary...still untouched. He would take it home and write in it tonight.
Razor flipped open the first page, he wrote ten words;
Dear Diary....
My name is Razor Slice, I am 14.
He would write more information about himself later, for now...he had to talk to Sweetie Belle, to make sure that the day the kissed was real, he knew it was but alas, it seemed too good to be true.
At about that time, Sweetie Belle walked through the door...she ran up to him and hugged him.
"Razor! You're here!" she said, a twinkle in her eyes.
"Sweetie belle?" Razor asked, a smile on his face.
"Yes?"
"What happened three days ago...was it real?" Razor asked, his voice shaky.
"You tell me..." Sweetie kissed him again, this time thought...it felt more passionate than it did, yet just as exciting.
"Yeah..." he blushed, "It was real." Sweetie Belle smirked.
The bell rang, and the hallway filled with ponies heading for their first classes ,Sweetie belle pecked Razor's cheek and she left to her class. He left to his, today would be a good day.
Scootaloo walked to school slowly, and alone, she herself also stopped at the cemetery, but for a different reason. she walked around the graveyard until she found her mother's grave. She had been dead since Scootaloo was seven, for seven long years....seven years today.
She loved and missed her mom, but she was also angry at her, she had left Scootaloo with her father, the alcoholic, he hit Scootaloo almost daily, and more often than not, she'd have to come up with excuses when the teachers asked about her cuts and bruises. Usually the excuse was, 'Oh that, I fell when I was crusading!' then she'd put on a fake smile.
Her father brought home hookers every once in a while, just disgusting mares. He had pawned the wedding bracelet that mom had given him for liquor money, it just disgusted Scootaloo, and she wanted out of that house.
She couldn't blame it all on them though, her father only took up drinking when Scootaloo's mom died, he was devastated, right until he got the life insurance, he went and gambled it away, and spent it on liquor, now he's just bitter and they're on welfare. Her dad has ruined her childhood.
(Listen to this)
AppleBloom didn't run to school, instead she ran out of Ponyville, she ran and ran, right up to the dam. She sat on the bank of the river, right in front of the dam. The wind blew calmly, so she walked up the trail to the top of the dam. For it being December, there was no snow on the ground, and the autumn leaves still coated the land.
AppleBloom walked across the top of the dam and sat on the edge, letting the full beauty of the day Celestia had provided. The sun's rays warmed her, and the mist form the dam cooled her, the wind rustled the evergreens around the dam. She relaxed, letting go of the dam, she put her arms up in the air and yawned.
The wind was not strong on the dam either, she looked around some more, looking at Ponyville, the forests, adn the clouds, all so perfect. The occasional gust sent more autumn leaves flying around, she found shapes in them, Apples, Ponies, Bells....All seemed so perfect when she was up here, why nowhere else?
"So...peaceful...."AppleBloom yawned again, she was tiring, she would have to leave soon.
AppleBloom rose, and walked along the top of the dam, she looked over again, although it was peaceful up here, the ninety foot drop and the rocks at the bottom were not, they were deadly. She was about to the edge when two things happened simultaneously;
She slipped a bit
The wind gusted
AppleBloom was falling, she was screaming,
"No No NOOO, I don' wanna die, Ah'm only a little filly, I don' wanna die!"
She was panicking, she couldn't die! She thought of her friends, her family, her future. She felt....
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Peace, she was alive, still falling, she closed her eyes. Why, in the midst of death and panic, was she feeling at peace with herself?
AppleBloom thought of Granny Smith, she would get to hug her again, she would get to meet her parents, she would get to meet all of her older family, she could pet Winona again, she felt peace. What seemed like the final time, the sun's perfect rays warmed her coat, her mane moved with the wind, and the cool mist cooled her.
AppleBloom opened her eyes, time was slowing to her, she was about to leave this world, and travel to the next. A leaf wiped across her nose, she giggled a little, and relaxed one final time.
AppleBloom imagined getting her Cutie Mark, what it would be, how the CMC would all receive theirs, Sweetie Belle's singing, Scootaloo's scooter, and AppleBloom, she...she had her friends and family, that was all she needed.
AppleBloom's world went black, she felt no sadness, no pain, no remorse, and no grief, she felt only....Happiness, not peace, just happiness. She didn't feel dead, she felt alive, what had happened.
AppleBloom hit the water, the impact knocked her unconscious, she missed the rocks, she would drown if she didn't come too soon. She was floating down stream, right into the heart of Ponyville, just for everypony to see. Only thing, a loving pegasus saw her hit the water...
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Well, I really like today's chapter, it was a little sad writing it, but I am happy with the finished product, it was halfway erased when Chrome switched pages, ugh! Good chapter?
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Hey, you guys might see Razor showing up in a couple of stories, like this and this ,,,So check those out sometime! , BUT WAIT! Read this chapter first!
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Fluttershy saw the small animal, it was falling off of the dam, she could see the colors...Red and...Blonde? Cream? It didn't matter, she started off with a gallop, she jumped into the air and spread her wings, the animal hit the water.
"No no no no no no no no no no no no no!" she was flying as ast as she could, the poor animal....it was a pony.
Red and Cream....there's only one pony who has those colors around Ponyville....
AppleBloom
AppleBloom fell off the dam and is drowning.
Fluttershy flew faster, she dropped, and splashed into the water right in front of AppleBloom. Fluttershy looked at her face, her face was bruised and she was bleeding out of her mouth. Fluttershy held onto AppleBloom and paddled with her wings. She pulled AppleBloom ashore, she was not breathing.
Listen
Fluttershy pulled AppleBloom away from the water, she flipped her over onto her back and tried CPR.
"One two three four five...breather!" she gave AppleBloom mouth to mouth.
"One two three four five......breathe!" she again....no success, tears were forming in Fluttershy's eyes.
A small crowd was gathering around Fluttershy, including Big Mac, who had just finished fixing the cart and had pulled it into town. He collapsed...and inched forward.
"One..two..three..four..five....breathe!" for the third time, it had failed.
Big Macintosh was speechless...AppleBloom?
Fluttershy was crying onto AppleBloom's face now, her tears landing on AppleBloom's eyelids, she set AppleBloom down, defeated. she laid AppleBloom beside her...what was AppleBloom, now a lifeless pony.
Stop the music:
Listen to this
AppleBloom was confused, was this what it was like when somepony died, were they just trapped here forever? The massive expanse of nothingness puzzled her, she had never seen anything so huge, not even the castle!
"Er...hello?" she asked to the nothingness, it echoed several times, then again...she was alone in silence.
AppleBloom felt a small amount of pressure wavering on her chest, the nothingness around her turned into a great picture, with more color than she could've imagined, she saw Fluttershy, she was pressing on her chest.
"One two three four five..." Fluttershy put her mouth on AppleBloom's and blew, "Breathe!" Fluttershy was saving AppleBloom, and now she was crying too.
"Save me!" AppleBloom didn't so much as want to be saved, she just wanted Fluttershy to not feel the pain of her dying. AppleBloom's peace call with death was certain, so she would not be saved, and AppleBloom knew that.
"One..two..three..four..five....breathe!" for the third time, it had failed. Fluttershy's tears dropped onto AppleBloom's eyes, she could feel their saltiness even after she had passed, she saw somepony, her B.B.B.F.F. Big Macintosh crawled beside Fluttershy, he picked her up and hugged her....she tried to hug back, but alas...her time had come...there was no going back.
When she realized this, she was back in her body....she looked over and jumped onto Big Mac, but bounced off of his coat, he looked over and stared through her. AppleBloom looked behind her, there...laying on the ground, was her, she was nothing but a spirit, a spirit that nopony could see. She hugged her brother, and then Fluttershy, but then a miracle happened, she was flying, not really flying, but floating towards the sky...she smiled, once she raised high enough through the clouds, miracle number two happened.
"Granny Smith! Mama, papa!" AppleBloom said, amazed, they were with her...and she was happy.
Sweetie Belle sat there in second block, social studies, she was bored out of her mind! She wished she could be with AppleBloom, hanging out. Come to think of it, she hadn't seen AppleBloom at all today, nor Scootaloo.
The bell rang, so everypony rushed to lunch....maybe she'd see them there. if not, she'd see Razor at least. She stopped by her locker, and put her saddlebag inside. She looked over at Scootaloo's locker, nopony there...then at AppleBloom's, as well...nopony was there.
"Boo!" Sweetie jumped...she felt two hooves wrap around her.
She stood there, she felt the light peck of a kiss on her neck. She smiled, it was Razor, she turned...
It wasn't Razor.....It was "Bent".
"Hey Belle..." he said smugly.
"Leave me alone Bent," she turned, "Ouch."He grabbed her.
"Now don't interrupt me." he said, gritting his teeth.
"Razor!" Sweetie called out.
"That little wimp, the hell is he gonn..." he stopped in mid sentence, his eyes rolled back of his head. Sweetie belle saw razor clutching a metal tray behind him, breathing heavily.
"Razor!" she ran to hug him.
"Don't touch Sweetie Belle." Razor said to Bent's unconscious body, he hugged Sweetie Belle.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"I'm fine." she smiled, and kissed him.
"Good..." he said as they broke the kiss, "Where's AppleBloom and Scootaloo....those are the two you wanted me to meet, right?"
"Yeah, they aren't here today..." Sweetie Belle frowned a bit, "Shall we get some lunch?"
"We shall." Razor said, smiling. Maybe things were going right for him for once.
Scootaloo arose from her mother's grave stone, she had been hugging it and crying for almost two hours, almost as long as last time. She flapped her wings a few times, to get them stretched. She then flew as high as she could. Once high enough in the sky, higher than some clouds, she closed her wings and looked at the ground, a thousand feet below.
"Not today..." she said, she was falling...but intentionally.
About two hundred feet from the ground, she reopened her wings, they caught the air, and she swooped right over her mother's grave, the tears from her eyes raining upon it. She flew into the mist of the dam, unaware that one of her dearest friends had fallen that day. She just wanted to be alone for awhile.
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Hey guys....so sad chapter right?
Dont' hate me for this, it's all going to be used later on, even AppleBloom's death....Spoiler btw....
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Sweetie Belle and Razor sat by the window, looking out over Ponyville, the pegasi were moving storm clouds, it was going to rain hard tonight. Razor sat across from Sweetie Belle, a hayburger in front of him, and she sat with a Daisy Sandwich. The two sat simply smiling while holding one another's hooves under the table.
"So....how's your day been?" Razor asked, a small blush on his cheeks.
"Boring....until lunch." she smirked, which caused Razor to blush harder.
"Oh haha." he said sarcastically.
"Sooooo...." Sweetie Belle said slowly after a few second pause.
"I'm sorry, I'm new to the idea of a relationship, you're my first marefriend." Razor shoved a hoof into his mouth.
"Yeah, first coltfriend too." Sweetie Belle smiled.
The two had their conversation as they ate their lunch, the sky kept getting darker until, by the end of their lunch period, it was almost pitch black sky. There was supposed to be the heaviest rain in fifty years tonight, only a few had been around for the last flood.
"Well, I gotta go!" Razor said as the bell rang, and his next class was in the outdoor building...all the way across campus.
"Alright, bye Razor!" Sweetie Belle chirped.
"I lo...." Razor said.
Did Razor just start to say that he loved her?
"Huh?" Sweetie Belle turned around, "What'd you say, I didn't hear you."
"Nothing..." Razor pawed at the ground.
"No Razor." he looked up, she was close now, "What'd you say?" she smiled.
He realized what she meant, "I love yo...." he was cut off by a kiss from Sweetie Belle.
"Love you too." she said as she broke the kiss. She scampered off to choir practice.
"Maybe today will be a good day after all." Razor said as he walked away from the cafeteria.
Little did he know, the small filly who gave him the notebook, or diary...was watching him. Diamond Tiara would get his secrets, spread them to the school, and ruin his whole life. All she had to do was write a note, a made up secret adn give him a diary, and then it was all happening before her eyes.
"Diamond Tiara?" Silver spoon questioned.
"Huh?" Diamond turned to see her friend.
"What were youdoing?" she asked.
"Oh...nothing important." she smiled.
Applejack was watching the pegasi gather the clouds over her farm while she was eating her lunch....some apples. She saw Fluttershy and Big Macintosh walking ....something was up, she could see that they were sad, she had seen them sad before, but this....something happened.
"Now Big Macintosh, where..?" She stopped cold when he looked up, his eyes were bloodshot from crying.
"Apple...jack." Fluttershy choked, "We need to talk."
"'Bout what?"
"Sis," Big Macintosh interrupted, "Listen to 'er"
"Alright, but I don't know if I'm comfortable."
"Applejack....sit down at the table, we'll be there soon." Big Macintosh said.
After ten or so minutes, the sky getting darker by each one, Fluttershy and big Macintosh walked out of the house and sat down opposite form Applejack.
"What's going on?" Applejack said, her tone serious.
"Applejack....it." Big Mac said, choking on tears, "AppleBloom....never went to school today."
"She skipped?!?" Applejack snorted angrily, "Why when she gets home, Ah'm gonna..."
"She never made it to school...."
"She what...what do you mean?"
"Applebloom's dead....." Fluttershy said.
"What....no, it, she, no." Applejack said, tears coming to her own eyes.
"I, I tried to save her, she fell off the dam, and she hit the water, and she floated downstream until i pulled her out of the water, I used CPR, but it didn't work, and I just..." Fluttershy was talking a million miles a minute.
"Ya, ya saw her die?" Applejack said.....oh Fluttershy.
"Yesssss." Fluttershy cried, she was bawling into Big Macintosh's coat, soaking it.
"Fluttershy.....just, just stop crying." Applejack said, tears starting to choke her as well.
"Big Mac..." Applejack said solemnly, "Where is she now?"
"She's..." Big mac started.
"WHERE"S MY LITTLE SISTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Applejack, just calm down." Fluttershy said, Applejack looked over to her.
"Calm down? Shut up Fluttershy, JUST SHUT UP!!!!!!!!"
Fluttershy started a new wave of tears, and Applejack ran into the house. Big Macintosh hugged Fluttershy tightly, and he let her cry into his coat. She hugged him back, tightly.
Today was not a good day...
Scootaloo sat in the grass between Fluttershy's cottage and the The Everfree forest, she watched the other pegasi gather clouds for tonight's storm, her father hated the rain, the sunshine, the snow, all weather, but especially rain, she had to find a place to go tonight.
Maybe she would have to sleep outside tonight...no, not in tonight's storm, but who would she ask?
"Nopony...." she sighed.
She then saw a very familiar, very shy pegasus walking towards her house, and a large red stallion beside her. why was Fluttershy with Big Macintosh? She hid in a nearby bush, and watched the pair, nothing happened...he gave her a hug goodbye and she went inside, Angel following her.
Scootaloo mustered up the courage to see if Fluttershy would let her stay at her house tonight. She fluttered up to the door and knocked three times, a few seconds later, Angel opened the door, and Fluttershy was crying on the couch.
"Um...can I talk with Fluttershy?"Scootaloo asked, ad angel closed the door.
"Oh...okay..." she started to hear shuffling sounds as she walked away, the caused her to stop.
Angel reopened the door, a ring of keys in his hand, he smiled sadly.
Scootaloo walked in slowly, using her wing to put Angel on her back, and she walked over to Fluttershy, sitting on the chair opposite to her. Fluttershy moved the blanket from her face, and looked at Scootaloo.
"Scoot....Scootaloo?" Fluttershy asked.
"Yeah," Scootaloo paused, "I was wondering if I could maybe stay here tonight, just for the time during the storm?"
"Scootaloo, what about your father?"
"He hates me!" she yelped.
"Scootaloo, nopony hates you..."
"Look," she reared up on her hind legs, exposing her stomach, and the several bruises and cuts on it, "He did all this in the last three days!"
"Scootaloo...."
"And if I go tonight, he'll beat me more and beat me harder, he hates rain and takes it out on me!"
"Scootaloo...I'm sorry!" Fluttershy started crying again, and Scootaloo immediately regretted coming here. She started backing away from Fluttershy, towards the door.
"You can sleep here tonight." Fluttershy said, she flew quickly over to Scootaloo, and hugged her, that broke Scootaloo.
All of Scootaloo's held back emotions started flowing right out of her eyes in her tears, she was bawling....hard, and she realized, this was the first time she'd been hugged since her mom died.
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Okay, longer chapter, adn two things;
FlutterMac anybody?
Do you like the idea of Fluttershy being a mother to Scootaloo? Here's a somewhat related story to that
Life in a Slower lane
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
(FIRST PERSON: RAZOR)
I laid there, side ways with Sweetie Belle in my hooves, I had them wrapped around her, and she likewise. we were laying in the middle of my bed, just smiling and holding each other, her fur is sooooo soft, i can feel myself dozing off a bit. I look down and saw her...her eyes were closed, she had a smile on her face, I pecked her on the cheek.
She opened her eyes slowly, and kissed me slowly, as if not fully aware of where she was now.
"Hey!" I said, I was so tired.
"How long have we been laying here?" she asked.
"About twenty minutes."
"Hmmm....I think we should stay here longer."
"I agree," with that, I kissed her once more, but this time on the lips. "It's raining harder."
"Oh, is it....I'm still warm..." she moved a bit, bringing herself closer to me.
I sighed happily, adn wrapped my forelegs around her better.
"I love you Razor..."
"i love you more." I smiled, and she did too.
"No you don't!"
"Prove it..." oh, she did not just say that.
"Alright..." I said.
"What are you going to doomph!" I put my lips upon her.
She looked shocked for a moment, but settled, and we both closed our eyes and brought each other closer. I felt her tongue poke at my lips, and I opened them, she slipped in. I responded, shuffling my tongue about with hers, and well, it was awesome.
I heard a knock at the door, and in popped my mom's head,
"Razor, what do you want for di....Razor?!"
"Huh, I looked up," oh shit, I bet this looked like we were about....oh shit.
"What were you....?"
"Mom, it wasn't what it looked like, we were just..." she cut me off with a raise of her hoof.
"Ray, what do you want for dinner?" she smiled.
"I dont know, surprise me." she left the room.
"Well....Sweetie, were you trying to...you know?"
"What?"
"Never mind..." I said, a bit awkwardly at that.
"Trying to...oh, no..I mean, like were too young!" she studdered a bit, her cheeks blood red.
"I know, but what my mom said..."
"Rarity asked if we were getting too serious!" Sweetie Belle blurted out.
"Are we, I mean, I don't think we are." I said.
"Yeah, I think we're fine, we're not rushing it." Sweetie Belle said.
"Well, did I prove it too you?"
"Prove what?"
"I love you more." I emphasized.
"Nope, I'd say ti's about even now." she smiled deviously.
"I could live with that..." I said, and I too...smiled.
Thunder sounded once again, and we both sat up and looked out the window, she looked down a bit.
"What?" I asked.
"Well, I need to go home, but i can't go alone in this storm." she said solemnly.
"What if I go with you?" I asked, she looked up at me.
"Really?" she said.
"Yeah really! i'll ask my mom!" I said and me and sweetie belle walked out of the room, and I stopped at the kitchen,
"Mom, Sweetie Belle needs to go home, but she doesn't want to go alone in the storm, may i take her?" I asked, hoping for a yes.
"Of course, just be back in thirty minutes." she smiled.
"Thanks!"
I walked into the living room to find sweetie belle laying on the couch, already fluttering asleep.
"Hey, let's go!" I said, and she popped her eyes open.
"Yay, you can come!"
We set outside, the rain was so heavy, i couldn't see ten feet in front of me....and the wind...it was horrible! I shielded her from the rain and the wind, one one I was successful, but the rain was too much.
"Razor! We need to get inside!"
As she said that, I heard a rumbling and I looked over, I saw a cart flying at us.
"Sweetie Belle! Get down, I covered her and I felt the cart hit me.
"Razor!" she screamed.
The cart smashed into me, it snapped and two pieces, along with a dozen smaller pieces, went to either side of Sweetie Belle, I felt the wind sting my back, my blood.
"Razor!" she screamed again, I saw blood on her, I touched it, but it wasn't hers, it was mine.....What happened?
Even with all the rain and wind, I pulled Sweetie Belle to her house, or rather, the Carousel boutique. I was still bleeding, and I could feel pieces of wood sticking out of my coat.
"Sweetie belle, you're home!" Rarity said, hugging her.
"Razor!" Sweetie cried, "He's hurt...bad!"
I blacked out right before I hit the wet ground....
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Ch. 11 How long..........could it have been? Finale 1 of 3
Razor's unconscious body was being levitated....barely, by Sweetie Belle, the winds still howled, and the rain still poured, and his blood still poured. She was sprinting, and some of his blood landed on her forehead, making her cry even worse. She could see Razor's house in the distance, se was running on fumes, and she would collapse any second.
"I love...you." she yelped as she kissed him once more.
"HELP!!!!" she screamed, causing the ponies inside the house to open the door.
The ponies, his parents, rushed out to meet her, she collapsed onto the ground, dropping Razor into the soft mud, his parents were crying, and the two of them took her and Razor back into the house. She felt the warm tile beneath her as she was put up on a concept chair.
"What happened?" his mother screamed, tears streaming down her face.
"Help...help him..."
"We......"
"DO IT!" she screamed, flailing her arms, why was she so....so...emotional?
"WE CAN'T" his mother broke down......what did she mean.....
She was emotional because Razor....
Razor was dead.....
He died....
Razor died for her, she felt immediate pain....in her heart, in her brain, in her limbs, everywhere...
"What happened?" his mother asked again.
"A cart, it blew in the storm..."
"And?" his mother held her tight.
"It, it flew at me, he jumped and shielded me from it.... the cart shattered, and he saved my life..." she closed her eyes, letting the tears flow, she couldn't look at his mother.
"He loved you, and he would've done anything for you, even died, I knew my son would do something important when he met you, just, not something this big, saving a life...." she smiled a sad smile, her son was a hero, he may have died, but he died a hero.
"I loved him too..." she said, a new wave of tears forming in her eyes.
Razor looked up, all around him was a white, an off white, as if it had been made to mimic white yet show distance, and himself. He saw a large alicorn figure in front of him, she was dark blue with another blue mane....Princess Luna.
"Your majesty." he bowed, but felt a hoof on his shoulder.
"Thy should not bow, thy are a hero."
"Beg your pardon ?" he asked as he rose.
"You saved her life...." she said, a sad smile on her face.
He remembered everything, meeting Sweetie belle, being hurt, and being loved, and then dying, the pain, was now all worth it, all worth it, she was alive....and he was complete.
"You receive a reward, you will visit her once, you may stay here with me until then." Luna said, gesturing her hoof to a golden city, pearly streets....heaven.
"I will wait until I think necessary, I am ready." he said.
"As you wish, she held his hoof and took off towards the city....he was now peaceful, no more bullies, no more pain, just love and happiness.....home.
Scootaloo woke up, she had slept through the whole night of storms, ad she looked over....
Fluttershy was hugging her tight, and she had dried tears on her face, what happened, why did she cry?
"Fluttershy, are you okay?"
She woke up immediately, and looked over as her eyes focused on Scootaloo.
"The storm....it was horrible...." she said hesitantly.....she told of her horrible night..
Scootaloo was dropped off at her house by Fluttershy after the story, and her father was standing in the doorway, looking down at Scootaloo.
"Why you no good, dirty rotten WHORE!" he yelled.
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Ch. 12 News....and more News.....And Death 2 of 3
"What?" Scootaloo backed away from her approaching father.
"Where were you last night, with that stupid broad?" he gestured to an ascending Fluttershy.
"WHAT?!?" Scootaloo yelled in anger, did he mean............?
"You heard me, I know that you're a useless fillyfooler, and she probably paid you a single bit!" he spat at her.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
"Wrong with me," he was in front of her, she smelled liquor, of course, "What's wrong with you bitch?"
Scootaloo snapped.....
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"YOU'RE WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME DAD, NO, YOU'RE NOT MY DAD, YOU'RE JUST A DRUNK WHO TAKES OUT ALL HIS ANGER ON ME!" She jumped on him.
"ALL YOU DO IS YELL AND BEAT ME, YOU'VE NEVER EVEN SAID YOU LOVED ME!" She punched him in the snout, and he hit her back, throwing her a few feet.
"You, you think you can fight me, you're garbage, and I know I've never told you I loved you! I DON'T!" he picked her up, she was squirming in his grasp.
"YOU MONSTER! i HOPE YOU GO TO HELL! YOU DON'T LOVE ANYONE, NOT ME, NOT YOUR MOM, NOT EVEN MY MOM!" She kicked him in the chin.
His eyes filled with rage, he squeezed her...hard, and threw her on the ground, she yelped in pain.
"KILL ME!" she yelled, "Maybe I'll find mom, and she'll love me!"
"I planned on it!" he reared in the air, and Scootaloo yelled.
(Stop the music)
(Play This ONE)
He started the descent of his hooves, they were aimed right at Scootaloo's chest, the hit would kil her. She continued to yell as time slowed down, she saw the hooves approaching her and she closed her eyes.
CRACK
Her father stand on top of her, his hooves within deep impressions in her chest, he had done it, killed his only daughter, he spat on her face, her eyes now relaxed, yet still closed.
"Don't move!" a large red stallion yelled from about ten feet away.
"Buck you!" he stepped out of his daughter's body, which left blood on his hooves. The red stallion was now an inch form him.
"You killed Scootaloo!" he yelled, and picked her father up.
"Buck you!" he simply said again.
Big Mac threw him right into a tree, and he plopped to the ground, unconscious, and barely alive, the tree had a crack in it now.
(STOP the music)
Big Mac turned towards Scootaloo, and a tear came to his eye,
"AppleBloom, ya have a new friend in heaven."
Big Mac walked to town, he couldn't run, he had to get to the police, they had to take that stallion away....forever.
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Rarity sat Sweetie belle in the living room, "Sweetie, we need to talk."
"No...."
"It's about AppleBloom...."
"What..?" Sweetie looked up at Rarity.
"The other day, she was at the dam..."Rarity stopped to collect herself.
"She slipped and fell forty feet...." Rarity continued, Sweetie bit her hoof.
"She hit the water, Fluttershy tried to save her, but she couldn't, she....."
"NO!" sweetie yelled, "Not her too!"
Sweetie broke, she slumped onto the ground, her chest rising and falling rapidly from the sobs, Rarity's heart borke, she ran to her room.
Why was everypony dying around her, her boyfriend, whom she had gotten killed...... and her best friend, who didn't need to die. Everything was her fault.
She needed to vent, and she didn't know how.....maybe....
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The written Word, Time Passes, Finale Part 3...Part 1
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Sweetie ran up to her room, she had to do something, then she remembered...
A blade, something to slice flesh and fur, she had to find something, and she knew where to find it.
She ran back downstairs, and right into Rarity's design studio, she had a box cutter in there, somewhere.....
Then she saw it, it was on Rarity's desk, she ran over and snatched it. She ran back up to her room and locked her door. She leaned against her bed as she levitated the cutter, it was new, and had some sort of jewel at the top of it, which signified it was Rarity's.
"For you Razor." she said as she lowered the razor to her right foreleg.
The blade touched her skin, it was cool, she slid the blade along her le first, before applying pressure. She re-positioned it about halfway up and pushed it down. The jewel slipped right through her flesh, and it cut across just as easily
"Ah..ah...ah."
Sweetie Belle gasped as she cut across, and repeated..again and again.
Her white coat was turning red along her foreleg, the blood was now steadily pouring out. it felt warm, it somewhat soothed her, comfort amongst all the pain, it was very well welcomed.
She stopped cutting and looked at her foreleg, there were seven lines right across, only covered by blood and sliced fur. She was done for now.
"Razor....I miss you." she said as she got up,she stood on the ground, but slipped in her blood. She landed on her haunches, and her eyes went wide.
She heard hoofsteps, coming right to her door.
"Sweetie Belle!" Rarity asked at the door.
She didn't answer.
"Sweetie Belle!" Rarity said with more urgency.
No answer would come from Sweetie Belle, she was scared of Rarity at the moment, what if she found out about....
The door was bucked open, and it almost flew off it's hinges. Rarity went wide eyed at Sweetie Belle.
"Sweetie...." Rarity teared up.....
"Don't, I can explain!" Sweetie Belle said, she was backing up.
"Why?" Rarity said as she walked in and looked at Sweetie's leg, then the box cutter, then the floor, covered in blood.
"Everypony's dying! I want it to stop! I want to die!" she burst into tears at that last few words, "Help me!" she cried again.
Rarity grabbed her sister, her blood getting on Rarity, but she didn't care.
"Don't say that EVER!" Rarity too, was crying, "Don't ever do this again!" she wasn't angry, she couldn't be, not with what had happened.
"I need to get these stupid thoughts out!" Sweetie cried, she was crying right onto where her blood had stained Rarity's coat.
"We'll get through this...together." Rarity said defiantly, and the two cried onto each other until they fell asleep.
The next morning, the two woke around eight, and Rarity decided to make pancakes to try to cheer Sweetie Belle up, she knew it wouldn't work completely, but at least it might help.
Knock Knock Knock
Rarity opened the door, and there stood Big Macintosh, his eyes red, he looked weak and sad, what could've happened.
"Big Macintosh? What happened, you look awful!" she said sincerely,...somewhat, she invited him in.
The two sat in the common area, and Big Mac spoke up, choking on tears.
"Sweetie's friend Scootaloo..." Rarity could see where this was going.
"How?" Rarity teared up, not Scootaloo too.
"Her father, he was drunk, he beat her and he..." Big Mac stopped for a moment.
"Please.....I need to tell Sweetie Belle."
"Her father threw her on the ground, and he reared up....." he paused once again, he was so emotional...this was unusual, "he came down and stomped her chest, it killed her, Scoots died, ad I didn't help...." Big Mac finished.
'It's okay Big Mac..." Rarity gave him a hug, and he hugged back, it felt....nice.
Once Big Mac left, Rarity slowly walked up to Sweetie Belle's room.
"Sweetie Belle, I have more bad news I'm afraid."
"What is it?" Sweetie sobbed, she was under her blankets on her bed.
"Scootaloo....." Rarity breathed.
"No, not her too, she was the last one of...." Sweetie stopped talking....she refused to speak.
"Sweetie Belle?" Rarity asked.
Sweetie just shook her head, tears coming from her eyes. She wasn't going to talk.....not for a long time, if ever.
"Please?"
Sweetie looked at her sister, no sound coming from her, yet tears were flowing.
"It's okay, come here." Rarity said as she encased sweetie in a welcomed hug.
She hugged Rarity, she felt her fur brush along her cuts, it felt cold, yet loving, she wasn't sure anymore....about anything.... except that Razor had once loved her.
"When will you speak?" Rarity asked, still tearing up a bit.
Sweetie looked at her sister questionably, and sadly...she shrugged.
"Fine...." Rarity sighed, she got up off of Sweetie Belle's bed, "Pancakes are for breakfast, be down soon.
Sweetie Belle nodded, and once she closed the door, she opened her notebook and started scribbling.
Under your spell again.
I can't say no to you.
Crave my heart and it's bleeding in your hoof.
I can't say no to you.
Shouldn't let you torture me so sweetly.
Now I can't let go of this dream.
I can't breathe but I feel...
Good enough,
I feel good enough for you.
"Breakfast!" Rarity called a few minutes later.
Sweetie put her notebook under her bed, she trotted downstairs and sat at the table.
"Here you go." Rarity laid a plate of wheat-cakes in front of her, she set a glass of milk beside the plate.
Sweetie nodded, yet she still didn't talk.
"Sweetie Belle, I love you....don't do anything you'd regret, I know what it feels like to lose a friend, when I was your age, i lost a friend too."
Sweetie Belle simply nodded once again, but this time a small grunt came from her mouth.
That was a start....
Okay guys, this is not the last chapter, nor the last story to be told in her young life. You'll see the epilogue after the next chapter, oh, and you'll see the link to the continuation that is told after this happens, Sweetie will start as a sophmore....SPOILER!
oh, and the lyrics will come in soon, same as the hum she was doing.
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
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The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Ch. 9 Sweetie Belle has the talk..about many things
Sweetie Belle and Razor finished school for the day and were walking to The Carousel Boutique, the sky was almost pure black now, it was cool outside, and a few drops were starting to fall. The couple still walked as slow as they had been, despite the slight amounts of rain falling, they decided to go along with it.
"Ma'am," Razor started, "I do believe it's raining, and you're without an umbrella."
"Oh my, you're right!" Sweetie belle giggled a bit.
"Here," Razor put a hoof over her, not stopping the rain, but it made her feel nice, "Is that better?"
"Much!" she said, and kissed him once more.
He returned the kiss, but the rain started pouring, soaking Sweetie Belle's mane, and it fell into his face.
"i love you.." she said, breaking the kiss.
"I love you too!" he said, his red mane starting to get wet as well.
"Should we go inside now?" Razor realized that the pair were at the front door of Carousel boutique.
"So,...Rarity your older sister?" Razor questioned.
"Yep, now let's go!" Sweetie Belle chirped, and opened the door.
The two, who were soaking wet from the rain, walked into the boutique, and Razor heard hoofsteps.
"Sweetie belle, is that...." Rarity stopped, and trotted out, then back in with two towels, "Here you go sweetie belle, and....Razor, right?"
"Yes, thank you." Razor said, Rarity brightened a bit.
Rarity waked over to Sweetie Belle and whispered, "Gentlecolt, good job." she blushed, shooing her sister away.
"Well, my om wanted me home sooner than this, so I gotta go, but I'll see you tomorrow Sweetie!" Razor said.
"Alright bye, love you!" Sweetie belle said, Rarity's ears rose.
"Love you too!" Razor ran out into the rain, closing the door lightly behind him.
"Sweetie Belle, now that he's gone, we need to talk about a few things." Rarity said.
"Like what?"
"Come here and sit down," Rarity gestured beside her.
"Okay..."
Sweetie Belle sat beside her sister, Rarity looked down at Sweetie Belle, she looked at the youth inside of her, the liveliness, and the happiness. Rarity couldn't believe that Sweetie belle was in a relationship, it felt just yesterday that she was born...crazy.
"Rarity?" Sweetie belle questioned, looking up at her.
"Oh, sorry, but as I was about to say, how long have you and Razor been an item?"
"About 4 days...why?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"You two said love earlier, are you sure it's not too soon?" Rarity asked.
"What? He said it first today, and he was nervous, but I felt the same way, so we said it a few times...is that a problem?" Sweetie belle said, was it a problem?
"I'm just saying, are you still caught in the moment from his....incident?"
"Rarity! I love him, and he loves me too, I know it!"
"Sweetie Belle, I just want what's best, i'm not telling you anything, i just wanted to know!"
"Rarity, I'm doing things for him, and he's doing them back for me, we make each other happy! We love each other!"
"You're what?" Rarity's eyes went wide.
"What?"
"What kinds of things are you doing for him?" Rarity wasn't sure to be mad or worried,.
"Rarity! That's not what I meant!" Sweetie belle said, her cheeks red.
"Well, you're a young teenage filly, I only assumed..."
"That I'm a slut?!?!"
"No, Sweetie belle, "Tears started forming in Rarity's eyesm "I never said that you were a slut, I just know that hormones are...."
"Stop Rarity, I'm sorry....I'll be back later..." Sweetie Belle said.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to Razor's."
"Be careful, especially if you're coming back at night."
"I will..." Sweetie Belle said, she grabbed an umbrella, and walked out the door, the opened umbrella in her magic.
Razor walked home, he let the rain soak his fur, although the wind felt cold against him, he still felt warm, Sweetie Belle said she loved him....so awesome. He could see his house in the distance, the main light on, his mother was home....good, somepony to talk with after he had left Sweetie Belle's.
The rain started to pour harder as he reached his door, he walked in and saw his mother on the couch, reading a book.
"Hey mom." Razor said.
"Hey Ray, good day at school?" she smirked.
"What, how...." she raised a hoof.
"You forgot to wipe the lipstick off your face." she smiled, "My little colt is growing up."
"Mom...." Razor whined, and went to his room, he opened his saddle bag, and he put the journal on his desk.
"Well, time to write..." he said, but heard a tapping at his door.
"Hello?" he said.
"You have a visitor...." his mom said, and Sweetie Belle walked in.
"Thanks mom!" he said, but a it too excitedly.
His mom left the room and went back to her reading, leaving Sweetie Belle and razor alone, in razor's room, a bit awkward.He gestured for Sweetie Belle to come to his desk, and he pulled her over a chair.
"What?" she smiled as he reached for something, but remembered where he put it.
"Alright, what I'm about to show you, you can never tell anypony, it is a secret ability that I have."
"Cool! What is it?" Sweetie Belle beamed, "And why are you telling me this now?"
"Nopony else knows, not even my parents."
"Why not?"
"It's somewhat violent," he picked up the razor blade with his magic, Sweetie belled recoiled a bit, not realizing it was there.
"What is the talent?" Sweetie Belle asked as she calmed down a bit.
"Healing..."
Razor took the razor and ran it along his foreleg, following his cut, a huge gash appeared before their eyes, and blood started pouring out. He wiped the blade on the underside of his bed, and put it back into its place.
"Razor!" she whispered, yet yelled at the same time, tears coming to her eyes, "Why'd you do that?"
"Look!" he said, and she looked, what she saw amazed her.
The gash was closing already, the blood stopped flowing, and it just had a scab, and then the scab healed within a few seconds. Razor flexed his foreleg a few times, just to get it working properly again.
"Whoa...how...can you try it on me?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"Sweetie belle, No...i can't hurt you, and I'm not even sure if it would work!" he said, did she really just ask him that?
"Please?!" she asked.
"I couldn't live with myself if I hurt you, I can't."
"Please?"
"No...I...I can't"
Puppy Dog Eyes alert: SHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTT
"Please!"
"Hugh, fine."
"Yay!" she kissed him once more.
He heated his razor blade with his magic, to sterilize it, and he wiped it off once more.
"Only a small one at first, to see if I can heal you."
"Okay."
""Alright..." he took the Razor and made a two inch cut on the back of sweetie's foreleg, blood spurted out a bit, but stopped when he touched her....the wound simply healed up.
"My hero!" She said playfully, and knocked Razor onto his back, and she rested her head on his neck, and nuzzled him, and he returned the nuzzle.
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Sweetie and Razor have an incident where she gets pregnant, or they get caught nuzzling and wrapped together, and Rarity worries, pick one, see ya soon.
The Chronicles of Ponyville high school: Razor's story
Ch.14 Words can heal....slowly.
Six Months Later
Six months....
Six months had passed since Razor had died saving her, six months since AppleBloom had died form the fall off the dam, and six months since Scootaloo had been murdered by her father. She only went to Razor's funeral....Scootaloo had no ceremony, and no family to show up, and AppleBloom was buried in Appleoosa, beside several of her cousins, away from her parents and Granny Smith.
It was the last day of school, some ponies were saying their goodbyes to each other, some were moving, some were talking, some were laughing, all of which seemed so foreign.
True, Sweetie Belle had spoken a few words in the last few months, only once at her deceased partner's funeral, and only once when she was forced to at a family reunion. She had been writing, and for every son that she had written, she felt as if a weight had been lifted from her small body, one by one...they lifted away, it felt so....so relaxing, no...relieving
"Goodbye Sweetie Belle, if you need anything, just tell me." one of her old teachers, who had moved to the principal position...Cheerilee, said.
Sweetie nodded, and choked on a word...
"Thanks...."
Cheerilee smiled, this was the first time that she'd heard Sweetie Belle talk since Razor and her friends had died
"Have a good summer Sweetie Belle..." she said.
Cheerilee walked off, and the bell rang, some of the students cheered, Sweetie just slowly walked out, she was only looking forward to this summer to be alone.
Yet, she had no idea that this summer would be anything except abnormal.....
End of Part One
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Epilogue....Sweet Songs....Information of Story #2
The Day before the end of School
Sweetie Belle sat at her piano, she held a note book up with her magic, and she started to sing....
(Listen)
"'m so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
I would give the very breath from my chest
To give you all the things that my mind couldn't bear
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have...all of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face, it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice, it's chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
I love to walk away and pull myself out of the rain
But I can't leave without you
I love to live without the constant fear and endless doubt
But I can't live without you
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have...all of me
All of me
All of me
All... "
Rarity sat outside the door listening to her sister, she....did she write that song, it was so beautiful, so emotional, so....loving.
"Sweetie Belle, that was beautiful." Raritybarged in once she was done.
Sweetie just looked out the window, letting a few tears go down her cheeks.
The song was hers, she had written it, and she had sung it, and she had sung it for Razor.
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