The problem (H2O)

The problem (H2O)

Late evening

“He didn’t come, and he Pinkie promised me...” Pinkie Pie looked utterly confused.

Rainbow Dash was nudging Applejack’s shoulder to get her attention. “What?” The country mare asked.

“He broke a Pinkie Promise and she didn’t flip out!? How is that possible?” The rainbow manned pony asked her Stetson wearing friend.

“Yer right, she nearly tried to kill me last time. Brrr, I still get shivers from that...” The orange mare reminisced about the bad experience.

The pink pony flopped onto the floor with a thud that caught the attention of all of the remaining ponies. “I don’t want him to die; I wouldn’t even wish for anypony to die!” Pinkie’s brain was racing with thoughts, her mane flattened; her eyes became small and stared into deep empty space. “I-I didn’t think of what would’ve happened if he broke his Pinkie Promise!” Pinkie Pie started crying.

“C’mon, Sugarcube, tomorrow we’ll go talk to the darn fool and everythin’ will be alright!” Applejack reassured her pink friend.

***

“Let’s see how that piano sounds.”

*BANNNT*

“AHHHHH! My... ears...” (Cleff-Note) was laying on the floor, both of his hooves on his ears. “No way I’m letting a piano like this make a sound so horrid! I will repair this....THING, no matter how long it will take me; this will become a piano once again!” the colt was sounding like a mad scientist trying to defy Nayhedes’ Laws of Death.

***

Early morning

*Knock Knock*

“M-minute!” (Cleff-Note) yelled out to the pony that was waiting at the door. “I just have to tighten that string and voila!” He muttered to himself.

*Doing!*

“Damn it, it broke!”

*Knock Knock*

“COMING!” The colt yelled again, irritated by every sound. He walked towards the door and opened it. Before him was an orange mare wearing a hat and she was slightly shorter than him. “Hi, what d’you want?” he asked in a monotone voice.

“Y’all woke up from the wrong side o’ the bed, Ah see.” The unknown mare said with a smug face.

“I didn’t sleep last night...”

“Felt guilty, eh?” The mare asked.

“Huh, what?” ‘I don’t get it; what is she talking about?’ He thought.

“Yesterday, ya didn’t come to mah friend’s party. Get it now?”

“Sorry, I was occupied by two things, plus I didn’t to go party in the first place.” He shadily gave his answer.

“Well, Ah’ll be! Y’all think ya- huh?” The mysterious orange mare looked at the shaking colt. “Are you okay?” She demanded, a little concern.

“I-I’m... alright...” (Cleff-Note)’s vision was too blurry and started tunneling. Everything was starting to fade into darkness; the last thing he remembered was the scared face of the mare and hitting the floor face first.

“Hey, stop jokin’ around... Y’all are fakin’ it right?” Applejack started poking the body with her hoof “He’s not movin’... Ah-Ah got to go get Twilight!” the orange mare exclaimed while running in the direction of the busy town.

***

On her way there, Applejack saw a group of ponies surrounding the pizzeria. She didn’t think too much of it and continued her way to Twilight’s house.

***

“Spike, did you get the book about playing flute?” The purple mare asked her number one assistant.

“I’ve got it right here!” The baby dragon exclaimed from the other side of the library. “But why do you need....‘playing flute for eggheads’?” Spike demanded.

“That’s... none of your business” Twilight was clearly lying.

*CRASH*

“Twilight! Ah need your help!” The apple farmer said, exhausted from her run.

“Applejack? What’s the problem?” The bookworm pony asked her panting friend.

“The pony up town fell down and stopped movin’!”

***

Evening

“Ghh” *sniff sniff* “water?” (Cleff-Note) was mumbling something in his sleep.

Twilight’s attention was taken by the unknown pony’s words “Um sir, are you awake?”

“WATER!” He yelled out flinging upward and dashing towards the water faucet. He turned the knob on the side and shoved his head under the upcoming jet of cold and clear liquid to quench his thirst.

“You can thank me, I paid the plumber” the new face talked.

“Haa? Yghhhh gkha?” the colt choked on water trying to speak. He closed the faucet and walked towards the sofa parallel to the new face. “You did what?”

“I paid him.” She replied to his question.

“Great, he’s a scammer too” He said as he face-hoofed his forehead. The mysterious pony took off his black hat revealing his long brown mane and broken horn. Searching through his multiple hidden pocket s, Twilight interfered him.

“Does it... hurt using magic?” She tried to ask politely.

“Not really, well actually at first it did but not anymore.”

“If it’s not too much to ask, can I know what happened for you to faint? Well only if you know it.” Twilight tried to figure out more of his weird character.

“Ah, got it!” Two silver bit were engulfed in a weak orange glow emitting from his mutilated horn and placed them on the table. “Those are yours, and to answer it’s probably because of my insomnia and dehydration. I was already walking for two days when I came in this town; the only thing in my mind was to relax far away from my multitude of problems and so I bought this house. It never came in my mind that I didn’t eat, drink nor sleep for the past days or so, I was too concerned about... something. I only realized I was in bad shape when after that weird orange mare came banging at my...” He stopped in his dialog and looked at Twilight. “Who the hay are you, and why am I telling you all this?” He asked the purple mare.

“I’m Twilight Sparkle, nice to meet you.”

“I’m Sonata Syst- NO! I-I.. Cl-Cleff-Note!” He tried to catch himself back but dug his grave deeper than it already was.

“Sonata? I thought he was dead.” But then she remembered the only thing in my mind was to relax far away from my multitude of problems “or not! You maybe are Sonata System!”

“No, I’m not! I’m just a low life traveler who made enough money to buy a nice house, that’s all.” The confusing pony tried again to defend himself further. “Plus, it’s not like you can prove I’m a famous pony who died earlier this week.” His last words didn't help him.

The challenged librarian grew a slight grin “That’s where you are wrong; just by your look I can tell you’re him. The tattoo on your left forehoof, the sock on the other one, your coat and mane are darker and more tern but I think that’s because you used to bleach both, you’re cutie mark and last but not least; your voice. See there’s no denying it, you are Sonata System!”

“... Heh alright so, maybe I am Sonata but what does it give you? Are you going to yell that I’m alive on every rooftop, are you going to tell the producers, paparazzo’s and fan fillies around Equestria to come and bug me? Are you going to beat a dead horse even more then he already is!? TELL ME!” He shouted at Twilight unamused by her recent discovery.

“I...” She was speechless. Reasons of his probable fake death was floating in her head, bumping into each other restlessly. She just could not understand somepony who faked his death and ran away; she just had to know the answer. “I understand but please, tell me why you did this.”

“I told you, to get away from my problems. In detail, my life was a mess; my wife divorced me and controlled all my money for her damn enjoyment to see me suffer. This bitch wished that I would have died right? Well, she got it; no more money for you Hip-Hop, you had what was coming for you.” The colt was now talking to himself making the other pony a little uncomfortable. “That what you get! ...huh?” He looked to the side and saw the purple unicorn. “S-sorry I was lost in my thoughts. Now it’s my turn to ask you questions. Why are you here?” Sonata re-asked the question

“Yes, let me explain that.”

_

“The pony up town fell down and stopped movin’!” Applejack yelled at the studying pony.

“Erm, AJ could you rephrase that?” The purple pony demanded the exhausted apple farmer.

The orange mare fell on her haunches. “Up town on th’verge o’ Whitetale Wood,” She took a well needed breath. “The pony who didn’t come to Pinkie’s lives there and,” She took another breath. “He fell unconscious, I don’t what happened!” She fell down on too her side. “Spike, bring me some water.”

“I’m on it!” The baby dragon ran into the kitchen.

_

“Wait, you have a baby dragon as your assistant?” Sonata asked.

“He’s very nice and docile; not like those big dragons that are destroying everything they see.” She compared her little assistant to the huge devastating beasts roaming up and about.

“Bitchin’. Oh sorry, continue on please.”

_

Twilight waited until her friend finally calmed down a bit to make their way there.

“Are you ready Applejack?” She asked her friend.

“Don’t worry ‘bout me, Sugarcube. That poor colt is in worse shape than me.” AJ’s mind was only on the fainted colt. “What are we waitin’ for? Let’s go!”

***

Twilight looked down at the pony that was in the doorframe. ‘he’s kinda cute...’

“Don’t just stand there, do somethin’!” The orange mare looked horrified.

“Huh!? Oh, yeah sorry...” Twilight lifted the still living pony back into his house on his sofa. “You can go home Applejack, I’ll take it from here.”

_

“I see.” The multitalented turquoise pony said as he got up and headed outside, he took out a cigarette from his hat and lit it with a spark of his weak magic. He took his burning gasper up on both his lips and inhaled the intoxicating smoke to blow it out seconds later. *blow* “So I’ll have to thank that mare the next time I see her.”

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” She cried out to the sight of the cigarette.

“I’m takin’ a smoke; don’t tell me you never saw a pony take a smoke before?”

The purple unicorn got off her seat and slapped the burning tobacco rod out of his mouth. “My uncle died because of that thing!” Twilights eyes began to water up. “He showed me how to use magic..” Tears were now flowing as she fell to the ground and covered her face. “He had asthma problems and he... died...”

Her crying became louder as she remembered her first traumatic experience of death. “Bef-f-fore... m-my..eyes!”

“Kid; How... could I have known?” ‘You made her cry without even trying anything; great job dumbass’ “I’m sorry, please just get up.” No response was heard from the unicorn. ‘Think of something to change her mind moron!’ He looked around and found a big tree branch in the shape of a bat. ‘Got any ideas?’ “Look at that squirt! This’ll change your mind!” Sonata made a ball using his magic. He threw it in the air and swung the makeshift bat at it, making the orange glowing ball to rocket off in the distance “Now look closely.” The ball exploded; making a beautiful firework appear. “So, better now?” He asked, hoping for the best. Again, no response just the sound of sobbing. ‘Well at least she’s not crying anymore.’

Sonata proceeded to continue the process of chucking balls of unstable magic in the air several more times, hearing some of the town folks whistle and exclaim their joy from the lightshow. “See, even the ponies from town like it!” ‘Guh why do I have to do this?’ He walked up to her, picked her up, and hugged her. “Look, if you keep yourself in the past, you’ll never live in the present. What I mean is you will miss everything in your life if you keep remaining in the past; don’t do like I did squirt.”

*sniff* “You’re right, I shouldn’t do that... thank you...” Twilight managed a full sentence. ‘He smells like sweat; like a real stallion would.’ She thought while taking another good whiff of his coat.

“Feel better?”

“Yeah, way better.” She replied to his comment just as the sun was peaking trough the mountains. Twilight broke the hug and said “I should probably head back home, I didn’t tell Spike I’d be gone for this long.”

“Alright, anyways I have to take a shower and go to sleep; I hope we meet again soon.” ‘Weird no premonitions? Maybe she’s blocking them? Meh, who knows’ “See ya!” Sonata shouted at the purple mare walking away. ‘I should get going too.’

My Little Pony
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