Dreams Do Come True

Twilight awoke the next morning to the rays of the sun beating upon her muzzle. She looked at the clock and said to herself “oh horseapples! I should go and wake up Spike and Star! Twilight walked down the stairs to see Spike and Star in an epic game of checkers. She giggled to herself and said “good morning, boys”

“Good morning, Twilight” Spike said

“Good morning Aunt Twilight!” Star said with a smile on his face.

“Oh! before I forget, Star you have a doctor’s appointment.” Star's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. When he heard this, a little fear in his voice made itself known.

“ D…Do I have to go?” Star said, nervously.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a check up and to get your stitches removed. You don’t need to be afraid” Twilight said with a reassuring smile on her face. “So, I need you to take a bath. We have to leave in thirty minutes.” Twilight said matter-of-factly.

Shooting Star sighed. “ok..” he muttered, and trotted to the bathroom.
Twilight walked to the doctor’s office with her nephew. When they arrived, Star looked up at Twilight and said “Aunt Twilight,
do I really have to go?” still fearful.

Twilight looked at him and said “yes” in a firm tone.“Don’t worry; it’s just a checkup. Nothing bad will happen.” Twilight said, attempting to reassure the young colt once again.

After they entered the clinic and signed in, Twilight filled out all the annoying forms. About ten minutes later, they heard Star’s name being called. “Shooting Star, Doctor Whooves will see you now.” A white nurse with a pink mane and tail approached the duo. She escorted them to their room. Shooting Star and Twilight walked into the examination room. Star looked around the color filled room. The doctor walked in shortly after the two sat down.

“Well first of all, we are going to need some blood work, Ms.Twilight. Then we will need a physical. Afterwards, those stitches will come out.”

At the sound of “bloodwork”, Star’s eyes grew even bigger than before. Star tried to run, but before he could Twilight grasped him in her magic. “You’re not going anywhere. Nopony is going to hurt you.” Twilight said in a motherly tone.
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After a frightening half hour in the Doctor’s office, Shooting Star and Twilight emerged from the sanitary-looking clinic, Star happily toting a huge peppermint lollipop. Twilight followed a few steps behind, organizing his outpatient records for future reference. As Twilight and Star trotted down the main street of Ponyville, Star got to thinking about his guardian from his palace life. He missed his friend dearly, and Star hoped every day that his mother or his guardian would come visit him. As they approached the library, there was a Unicorn waiting patiently outside of the door. Twilight asked Shooting Star to wait behind her as they approached.

Shadow had hoped he found the same library that his young friend had come to live at. Shadow noticed a very angry looking unicorn approaching him, and almost regretted not carrying his beloved blade with him. Shadow put on his best “indifferent” face as she approached. Other unicorns were not to be trifled with; especially judging by the stories Shadow had heard about this particular purple mare.

Twilight approached the large red unicorn adorned with black stripes. She’d never seen this particular pony around, and he didn’t look like he belonged here in Ponyville. She asked of him “Who are you, and what do you want with my library? Are you lost?” His green eyes seemed to stare deep into her soul as she waited for an answer.

Shadow did not have time to answer her question, as he was then hit with a full force tackle-hug from his young friend, whom he now noticed had been standing behind Twilight. Laughing, he embraced the young colt warmly. “Well well, Shooting Star, your strength has grown, but not your size.” Shadow laughed as he hiked up the young colt onto his back. He wasn’t allowed

such frivolities in front of the princesses and their court, so he allowed himself this minor show of affection.
Twilight blinked twice, a dumbfounded look on her face. Shooting Star was shy at best, even around other young ponies, but here it seemed like he had known this scary-looking unicorn since he was a foal. The red unicorn bowed gently, introducing himself.

"My name is Shadowfoot, Miss Sparkle. I was Shooting Star’s personal guardian back at the castle.” Rising from his polite bow, Shadowfoot finally managed to get out what he had been trying to say for the past few minutes. “I’ve so graciously been given leave of the castle for the next couple days. So I figured, why not see what all the fuss is about here in Ponyville? The town’s been all over the papers back home. But mostly, I wanted to visit Star.” He finished, smiling.

“I’m sorry Mr. Shadowfoot. I was unaware of your impact on Star’s life. I saw you in the photo, but he hasn’t told me anything about you. Would you like to come in and sit for a while?” Twilight asked, attempting to finish on a polite tone.

“I’d be honored to, Miss Sparkle.” He said sagely. Shadow followed Twilight into her treehouse, Shooting Star riding high on his back. The door shut behind him with a soft thunk, and Star hopped off of Shadow’s back to go find Spike. He wanted revenge on Spike for winning their last game. And who better to win in front of, than Shadow?

As Twilight and Shadow settled into uneasy conversation in Star’s absence, she did not want to hear the question that had came rather shortly after sitting down. “Miss Sparkle, I happened to notice a small cut on Star’s forehead. Have you any clues to how that came to be?” Shadow asked, rather seriously. Twilight swallowed hard before finally answering.

“Well, to cut a long story short, he bumped his head on the table we’re sitting at. He hit the corner, so it opened up quite widely. I immediately took him to the hospital and had him stitched up. He just got the stitches pulled out today.” Twilight tried to force a reassuring smile, but failed. Something about Shadow’s steely gaze would not allow her to hide the magical eruption from him".

“There was something rather strange that happened, before I managed to get him stitched up.” Twilight said uneasily. “A few moments after Star bopped his head, he had a magical eruption. Most young unicorns are prone to them, as you and I both know, but this one was quite powerful. It devastated my library. It shattered all the windows, and threw books everywhere. Some of my books were even partially burnt.” Twilight finished flatly, levitating a slightly scorched book in her magical kinesis. “I knew grown Alicorns were beyond powerful, but a young alicorn carrying around a loose cannon that powerful is frightening, at minimum.”

“Hmm.” Shadow grunted, affirming his suspicions that an accident had occurred. “Well, as long as it was nothing serious, I have nothing to worry about.” Shadow said lightly, offering a smile. “But perhaps you should look into finding ways for him to control his magic, instead of teaching him new things all the time. With control comes power.” Shadow levitated a pen and pencil, having a pretend swordfight between the two. “With control, I learned to do this with something 100 times as heavy and 10 times as long as these writing utensils”

Twilight stared hard at Shadow “What do you think I’ve been trying to do? Star’s still young yet and he can only concentrate for so long before he gets bored.”

“I understand this, Miss Twilight. Please keep trying hard for his sake as well as yours.” Shadow said.
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Just then, Shooting Star came skittering down the stairs, Checkerboard in tow. “First to the table gets first move!” Star yelled as Spike jogged along behind him. Plopping the checkerboard onto the tea table, Star levitated the little black and red pieces into their places on the board. As he had soundly beaten Spike to the table, first move was his. Star made his move, but did not see Spike waiting on the other end of the board. Instead, Spike was stopped dead in his tracks, staring down a

Unicorn that may possibly have been bigger than Big Macintosh. Walking slowly to the unicorn, Spike asked him who he was. Shadow then proceeded to introduce himself in a much simpler fashion than he had introduced himself to Twilight. Satisfied with Shadow’s answer, Spike sat and made his move.

While the adults were talking, Spike and Shooting Star engaged once more in an epic checkers war. Making satisfying –clack- noises with each move, the two went move for move, while the adults watched on in moderate amusement. Shadow was impressed at Star’s skill in this simple game. He could tell that Star would grow to be quite a smart young ruler of

equestria, if that’s what Star planned to do. Shadow decided to take a crack at the checkerboard, and was soundly beaten by both Spike and Star. But he kind of enjoyed cutting loose and acting like a colt again. Dropping every bit of his formal decorum, Shadow stayed engaged in activity and conversation with all those who were assembled, but had to take leave of Twilight and Star, as it was getting late and Star needed his sleep. Bidding a farewell to Twilight, Shooting Star, and Spike in turn, Shadow made his way to the library door, bowing his way out as was custom in most canterlot homes.

Shutting the door behind Shadow with a wave, Twilight rounded on the boys, levitating both of them. “Time for baths and bed, gentlecolt and gentledrake.” She said in a playfully menacing tone. After the boys had settled down, Twilight cleaned up the small mess that was left from tea and the boys’ game. She then retreated to her favorite couch in front of the fireplace, levitated a book onto a pillow, and proceeded to read. She wanted to do some research on alicorn magic before she turned in for the night.

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