Sweet Inspiration

by Broneyofnoel

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Dark, Sweetie Belle, Sad, Main 6, Princess Luna, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Sex, Tragedy, Cheerilee
Length: 2659

A new colt has showed up, he had a gray coat, a blue mane, and no cutie mark...then he meets Sweetie

A new colt has showed up in Ponyville, his name is Perfect Pitch, he is gray, has a blue mane with an even lighter blue streak in it, and no Cutie mark. He has no inspiration until he meets a filly...whose name is Sweetie Belle, she has had her fair share of singing experience and her fair share of loss, when the two meet, what will happen to the both of them?

A sequel to Chronicles of Ponyville High School: Razor's story

Published 2012-05-22 00:54:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-06-17 19:51:35 UTC

Ch. 1 Coming from FillyDelphia

Pitch sat against the edge of the chariot, he and his father were being pulled by two of their pegasi escorts....they weren't really escorts such as bodyguards for his father. His father was a very important pony, he worked directly under Celestia.

His father was the lead ambassador between Equestria and the Land of the Griffons, he could start a war, end one, or completely destroy an established government. In FillyDelphia, somepony put some explosives in his chariot, it exploded and it threw him against his house, that was why they were moving to Ponyville.

Pitch, although he was rich, never thought differently of anypony, whether they were rich, poor, a unicorn, a pegasi, or an earth pony.He sometimes wondered if anypony thought of him differently because of his family's power and money. He never really had any friends, so maybe here could be different.

Being 15 years old, one embarrassing thing for him was that he had no Cutie Mark, he was a "Blank Flank". He didn't really mind much, he was pretty sure he knew his special talent, according to his name and what he loved, he could sing. His talent though, was very special, once he started singing, his voice could do so many things, it could perfectly represent Micolt Jackson, J Hoof (J Rice, not Jay-Z), or even Hoofastank.

He talked like a normal colt, acted like a normal colt, he had everything the same, but his singing, ponies' jaws dropped, some fainted, others cheered, he loved his talent, and others did too. He was supposed to sing the Equestrian National Anthem at the next Wonderbolts appearance in FillyDelphia, but he couldn't, he didn't complain though, that wasn't like him.

He looked into the distance, he saw a small town approaching, he saw a large town hall, it looked as it had just been repaired not too long ago. He could see a carousel looking....boutique? His eyesight was getting to him again, ever since he was a small foal, he had to wear glasses, true, over the years his eyes had gotten better, but he still used glasses.

"Look son, there it is!" his father pointed to a large house on the hillside next to Ponyville

The house was HUGE, three stories, it was white, and had a brown border design to make it look like an old cottage. There was a chimney coming form the second floor, and an outdoor villa looking area.

"Whoa!" Perfect said, he loved it!

"Your mother would've loved it too." he pulled Pitch in for a hug.

"Yeah..." Pitch said

Pitch's mother.....she was separated from him and his father when he was only two.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------Thirteen years ago--------------------------------------

There had been another riot on regards to the ongoing dispute with the Griffon nation, and the royal guards couldn't hold the thousands of ponies back, some of them got in the house. As the family was running to the airship, a pony grabbed Pitch.

"Leave him alone!" his mother said, she casted a spell that dorve them away, and she picked him up.

As they boarded the airship, more ponies rushed on board, only to fall three stories from the line of guards. The airship was about seventy feet in the air when it happened, the accident.

Ten unicorns combined their strength and propelled a tank of propane, along with a burning rag tied to the leaking exhaust valve, all the way up to the airship's balloon.

It bounced off the balloon and landed on the deck, right in front of his father and mother.

His father turned to shield him, while his mother dove away from the explosive.

It exploded.

The explosion ripped the ship in half, causing the half of the ship that his mother was on to plummet to the crowd below. He never saw her again.

Two hundred and thirty six ponies died in that riot, including ten royal guards, 100 earth ponies, Seventy one unicorns, and 65 pegasi, and one of those unicorns was his mother, although they ever found the body of her.

The pegasi team landed in front the mansion, and the two got out of the chariot.

"Your luggage should be here soon sir." said one of the pegasi.

"Thank you." his father said.

"Son, why don't you go and visit some of the fillies and colts around here?" He smiled, "Make some friends!"

"Okay." he wasn't the best at making friends, but he tries.

Perfect Pitch walked down his house's path towards town, the town was bigger than it looked from the air, yet still smaller than FillyDelphia, much, much smaller.

Today was their last day of school, so he didn't bother to hurry earlier in packing, but he casually walked to the chool, it should be over withing a few minutes.

RING

There was their final bell, he saw about fifty colts and fillies run out, they were clearly excited to be out of school. He walked farhter into the school, looking for the principal.

Thud

He fell to the ground, beside him, also on the floor was a small filly, she was white, she had no cutie mark, she was a unicorn, and had a pink and purple mane.

"I'm so sorry!" he got right back up and extended a hoof to her to help her up.

She looked down for a moment, she looked back up at him and shook her head.

"I didn't mean to run into you." he said sadly.

She got up and shook her head.

He picked up her bag and hoofed it to her.

"Do you know where the principal's office is?"

She pointed a hoof down the hallway, and he followed her direction.

"Thank you!" he said.

She still did't say anything.

"What's your name?" he asked lightly.

She paused for a moment and opened her mouth.....

"Swee.....Sweetie Belle."

"Hi Sweetie Belle," he paused, "I'm Perfect Pitch."

She widened her eyes a bit, did he sing?

"Come here." she said.

"Okay." he followed her down to the office.

"Miss Cheerilee.."

"Yes....Oooh!" she trotted over to the two of them, "You must be Perfect Pitch!"

"Yes ma'am." he said, she seemed nice.

"Well, stay here for a moment, your father called not too long ago and he gave us your information, you just need to sign these papers."

"I can do that." he said, smiling.

"Okay." Cheerilee smiled, "That's good for now, at the beginning of the school year, we'll get to the mre complicated paperwork."

"I'll tell my dad."

"Alright, have a good summer you two!"

He realized that Sweetie Belle was still next to him.

"Can you sing?" she asked.....

Ch. 2 Singing.....

"Yeah, I love singing." he replied

Why was Sweetie Belle feeling so...happy after all that had happened in the last year, was it because he had been polite and nice, or because he was a col....NO, she loved Razor.

"Follow me!" she grabbed his hoof and pulled him around the school into the choir room.

"Sing." Sweetie Belle said.

"Is there some sound equipment?"

"Right there." she pointed a hoof to the sound equipment, there was a pile of it, she didn't really know what all it did.

She watched as he constructed it, putting wires and cords into different pieces of it, how it rose as he constructed it, he plugged one last cord in.

"Alright, now let me make a tune."

He turned some dials, used a few other things....SO CONFUSING...but then he turned around and faced Sweetie Belle, levitating a microphone up to his mouth.

(Listen)

"Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

That's all right

Because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

That's all right because I love the way you lie

I Love the way you lie

That ain't the whole story

I've been stuck with jobs no one else, would take before me

Cuz I had to

Debt was going up

1-800 numbers started to blow me up

I knew I had to make it

Without music in my life I'm naked and homeless

So if I'm down and hurt

Are you Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

That's all right

Because I like the way it hurts"

Sweetie Belle's jaw dropped, she'd never heard a colt sing like this, he....understood her.

"Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

That's all right because I love the way you lie

I Love the way you lie

We'll walk this road together, through the storm

Whatever weather, cold or warm

Just let you know that, you're not alone

Holla if you feel like you love the way you lie

Lately I've been dealin with haters

And ponies sayin I'll never make it

But I'll just use it as fuel to my heart

To keep it beatin

No I'll never be the reason I'm not succeeding

or will I ever sell out or settle less than I'm needin

Cuz I've been there before and I can be there again

If I don't work for more it'll happen again

and if I'm down and hurt

Are you"

"Tears started forming in the brims of Sweetie belle's eyes, what he was singing, she could relate too, with all the other colts, stallions, mares, and even fillies, what they all sang only related to them, but this, this was amazing.

For the first time in six months, she smiled, and she felt the depression lift off of her face, she felt herself get brighter, and she felt so much lighter.

"Just gonna stand there and watch me burn

That's all right

Because I like the way it hurts

Just gonna stand there and hear me cry

That's all right because I love the way you lie

I Love the way you lie

We'll walk this road together, through the storm

Whatever weather, cold or warm

Just let you know that, you're not alone

Holla if you feel like you've been down the same road...

Yeah I love the way you lie

Uhh

I'm not afraid not afraid not afraid not afraid

Just let me burn "

"What'd you think?" he asked her.

"It...." she hugged him, and tears started pouring out of her eyes, they were tears of joy, amazement, and sadness.

"I'm sorry!" he hugged her...why did he keep making this filly cry?

"Don't be, I needed that....you're the first pony I've talked to in six months."

"What?"

"I'll tell you, just follow me, I want you to talk to my sister, and I want you to sing for her."

"Okay." he said, breaking the hug.

The two left the choir room, and they trotted off to Carousel Boutique

Knock Knock Knock

Razor opened the door, and standing there once again, Princess Luna.

"Princess..." he bowed

"Razor, you may want to come see this, we think Sweetie Belle is starting to recover."

"Whoa, you're talking like today's speech, when did that happen?" he asked as he closed the door.

"We have adjusted to current society lately."

"I'm glad to hear that."

"Follow us, we will guide you." Luna said, opening her wings.

Razor grabbed her hoof as she flew off, it had been six months since he had flown, the last day he had was the day he'd died. They were flying for the gates, was she taking him back?

"Where are we going?" Razor asked as they flew past the gates.

"We're going to Ponyville to see Sweetie Belle's progress, she won't be able to see us, but we will see her."

Back to Ponyville, where it all happened, where every single bad thing had happened to her, he had to be strong.

"You will be strong, do not doubt that." Luna said solemnly.

How did she.....she's a goddess, she can hear your thoughts.

Razor saw Ponyville approaching in the distance, he saw where they were going, because he could see the carousel shape approaching. he didn't want to go, yet at the same time, he wanted to see her, and hug her and kiss her and.....love her.

He could see her walking to her house, but there was another pony beside her, a colt, he was gray, had a blue hair color with a light blue streak, no cutie mark, and he had glasses. Luna and Razor landed outside and watched through the window at the scene happening.

"Rarity!" Sweetie Belle ran in and jumped into her sister's forelegs.

"Sweetie Belle?"

"Yeah?"

"You're so," Rarity paused to wipe away a tear, "Happy."

"I know! It's awesome!"

"What happened?" she looked form Sweetie Belle to the colt, "Who is he?"

"My name is perfect Pitch." he extended a hoof for Rarity to shake,

"Hello Perfect Pitch, My name is Rarity."

"He can sing! Like really good, that's what cheered me up." Sweetie Belle said excitedly.

That brought a tear to Razor's eyes, she was happy again, finally.

Rarity looked at Perfect Pitch, her eyes watering.

"Want me to sing?" he asked.

"Please." Rarity said, wiping the tears away.

"do you have a piano?"

"I do, it's right over there in my room!" Sweetie belle said.

"Alright....I'll see what I can sing."

Th piano was a keyboard, excellent.

He set up the keyboard with what instruments he wanted playing as well as the piano...

(Listen)

"everything I know about love

I learned from you

and everything I know about pain

I learned from you

you were my only

you were my first

you showed me lonely

and you took me in when I was hurt

but the most important thing you ever gave me

was the one that hurt the most

so...

Thank you for the broken heart

and thank you for the permanent scar

cuz if it wasn't for you

I might forget

how it feels to let go

how it feels to get a brand-new start

Thank you for the broken heart"

Rarity sat wide eyes, his music was amazing, he had a true talent, something that could not be taught.

"I still remember when you called

and said that he

didn't mean anything

how could you expect me to

look at you

the same way

you were my only

but not my last

you showed me lonely

and you made me put you in the past

but the most important thing you ever gave me

was the one that hurt the most

so...

Thank you for the broken heart

and thank you for the permanent scar

cuz if it wasn't for you

I might forget

how it feels to let go

how it feels to get a brand-new start

Thank you for the broken heart "

Razor was shocked, as too was Luna, neither of them had ever heard of anypony who could sing so well.

"And every time I find myself alone in pieces

I'll just remember when you hurt me and I made it

So thank you for the broken heart

And thank you for the permanent scar

cuz if it wasn't for you

I wouldn't be here

with the love of my life

all my pain disappeared

I've come so far

so thank you for the broken heart."

"That was astounding, I've never heard anypony sing like that before!" Rarity cheered.

Sweetie belle gave him a hug.

Sweetie Belle hugged him, this was the first time Razor had seen this happen, it both tore him apart and warmed his heart, he would decide later.

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