Chapter Ten- Recalling The Past

The celebration went on and spirits were high once again. Twilights mood was significantly uplifted, probably because Pinkie had been accompanying her for a while and must have cheered her up. Eventually, after telling me about some crazy adventures they have had, Pinkie suggests we have a 'talent show', or something along the lines of that.

"I don't see why not!" Applejack says. "What could go wrong?"

Pinkie insisted she goes first, seeing as she was the founder of it. Well, I wasn't going to object. Pinkie quickly rushed out the door, only to come back in seconds later, with an uncountable amount of instruments. And she played them. All of them. How? That's beyond my knowledge. And fair play, she was good. When she was finished, Rainbow took the stage...well, we all went outside to see what she had to offer. At blistering speeds, Rainbow darted from north, to west, to south, to east. She was picking up clouds and arranging them in the middle of her flight path, where she wasn't flying through. Eventually, a picture came into focus. It was in the shape of a Pegasus, most likely herself.

She landed next to us.

"Pretty impressive, isn't it?"

She hovers infront of us.

"or should I say, aren't I?"

"No doubt about it!" Applejack responds.

"Its beautiful..." Pinkie says in awe.

Rainbow suddenly darts up to the sky, and ploughs straight through the cloud, destroying it, and sending pieces of cloud in every direction. She lands by us yet again. I will admit, that was quite the show.

Next up, Applejack. She performed tricks with a makeshift lasso, such as using it as a hoop to jump through, grabbing books Twilight named from the shelves of the library walls, and using her tail and hind leg instead of her mouth or front legs to hold the lasso. It's more impressive to see than to read, I will put it that way.

Twilight offered to go next. She mysteriously puts a cloak on that conceals her. She used her magic to levitate us into the air, which, to me, was impressive on its own. She proceeds to cast another spell. A flash of light occurs, and at first, nothing feels different, until we see that Spike was acting weird. He is staring at his hands, confused, and so was Fluttershy.

"Twilight, what spell was that?" Flutters voice asked, but it was from Spike.

Nopony really noticed this. They just assumed Fluttershy asked. Twilight didn't answer though, but instead, continued to giggle.

"I don't think the spell entirely worked, Twilight." I say, a tad disappointed.

Then, everypony looks at me. "Applejack?!?" They all say, not noticing there voices had changed to.

"No? I'm not Applejack, what are yo-"

I notice my hoof is orange in colour.

"What in Equetria?!? I'm tanned!"

My mane floats past my line of sight. It was Applejacks, so not mine.

"Ok, this is weird".

"Well, that's unfort-" Rarity spoke with Rainbows voice.

"WHAT THE HAY!?!" She continues.

Rarity had Rainbows body, vice versa, I had Applejacks body, she had mine, Fluttershy had Spikes body, also vice versa, and Pinkie has Twilights body, and I'm gathering vice versa there too. The cloak makes sense now. Not sure how we didn't notice Twilight there with us though. Before we could react any more, another flash of light engulfed us. We all changed back to ourselves, we thought, but no. We, with the exception of Spike, we had kept our respective colours, and morphed into little dragons, and Spike had turned into a fully grown stallion.

We all reacted fairly instantly, besides Spike who's reaction went like

"woah. I feel so weird! Ah! Oh, it's just a spell of yours. You girls look cute as dragons".

He sees his reflection in the window.

"Hehey, Rarity? Wha'dya think?", to which Rarity blushes.

The light flashed again, and we were back to normal. We all gave out sighs of relief. Quite impressive, I must say.

Rarity starts to pull pieces of fabric from every part of the room, creating a dress over each of us. This wouldn't have been too impressive, but it was the time she did it which was astounding. It would probably have taken days to plan and create for anypony else. And the dresses didn't look half bad, either.

Fluttershy was supposed to go next, but she was hesitant, so I filled in for her. I tried to think of something I could do. My mind was blank.

"You surely can do something besides your cutie mark, Ember!" Twilight remarks.

"Well..." I remember. "I am good at writing poems."

"There you go! Can you think of any now?" Applejack asks.

Then, I start to recall a poem about my brother that I wrote when I was a fillie, but it wasn't very good. Well, that's what I thought.

"Give me a second, I have to refresh my memory." I say, but this wasn't the case.

I remember all of the poem, why I stopped was because I didn't really want to say it. I wrote it at one of the worst times in my life. I reluctantly begin.

"I used to wander, through the trees

Watch as each leaf, hit the ground

I would think of the times you had with me

But look at me now

...

I would think about the games, we used to play

How we used, we used to laugh, everyday

Until, one morning, you left to fight

To guard, to protect, the Princess in your sight

...

You were brave, you were royal

You had a heart of steel

You were my idol, to you, I revealed

So when the mare came with the fatal news

I cried, and cried, and tried to refuse

...

And now I'm here, and your under

The ground on which I stand

You would be holding me so hard

And wouldn't stop to protect

But I won't demand

That you return into my grasp

Something, you may respect

...

But then I wander, through the trees

And reminisce on how much you made, my life so very happy

And if your up there

Shining down on me

I will love you

Forever...I hope you can see".

Everypony was silent for a good minute and a half. I had successfully held back my emotions, so I didn't mess up. They all just sat there, staring at either me, or somepony else.

"Was it good? I know it's only a poem, but-"

"It was beautiful, Ember..." Applejack says, in awe.

I give out a shy smile.

Oh Celestia, the emotions return.