A Pirate's love

Fluttershy awoke groggily from her horrible slumber. Her eyes tiredly fluttered open, stinging like sand just entered them. There was a huge bump on her head that was throbbing in pain.

Must have fallen out of bed this morning. She thought. She remembered the events from yesterday's wedding, thinking it was all a dream.

"That was a strange dream." Fluttershy said. She covered her Muzzle as she yawned, but she could have sworn she heard chains rattling.

"Really? I'd love to hear about it." A cheery voice said out of nowhere, making Fluttershy almost jump out of her skin.

She heard more chains rattling and felt weight on her hoofs. She looked down and saw there were in fact rusty chains clipped on her hoofs. And she wasn't in her room. She was in a damp cell, sitting on moldy hay.

Fluttershy's expensive golden shoes were missing, and so was her diamond incrusted wedding ring. Her dress was awfully torn and so muddy that if she didn't know better, she would have thought it was brown. Her mane and tail weren't spared either. The flowers in them were wilting.

But, her appearance was the least of her worries. Fluttershy was more concerned on the voice that answered her.

"Who said that?" Fluttershy called out. Her response was a bunch of giggles.

"You must be new here. Let me turn on the lights." A faint lime-green glow illuminated the cells. Inside one of them, were three cute, little, school-aged fillies in old rags that appeared to once be dresses.

Judging from their messed up manes and dirty coats, they have been there for a while. The only odd thing was that they didn't seem miserable. They seemed…happy. They had smiles plastered on their dirty faces and pastel colored eyes shining so bright the sun couldn't even beat them.

"So, what was your strange dream about?" The same voice spoke, which belonged to the white, or what seemed to be white, coat.

It took a moment for Fluttershy's brain to process the information. The filly was the one who almost gave her a heart attack. Fluttershy felt of mixture of relief and embarrassment. Relief because they were harmless fillies, and embarrassment because of the same reason.

It took a moment for Fluttershy to remember the question she was asked.

"Oh, never mind. What is this place?" Fluttershy said.

"The prisons. Not much to see." A male's voice answered. Fluttershy jumped a little, which rattled the chains again. She heard footsteps, not hoofs, coming closer. She looked up, expecting to see a monster, but saw a baby dragon instead.

He wore a red bandana around his head, and that was it. He was holding a mop in one claw and a bucket in the other.

"Spike, what did Applejack say 'bout ya scarin' ponies like that?" The yellow, or what looked like yellow, filly scolded. The dragon known as 'Spike' cringed.

"Please don't tell her. She'll buck me to the Bramule Triangle." He cried anxiously, sweating like a pig (Do pigs sweat?) and waving his claws around. The other two were giggling at his behavior.

"Relax. We were just teasing you. Of course we're not going to tell. They only come down about once a week and we'll probably forget by then." The orange, maybe it was orange, coat responded.

"But ah am serious 'bout scarrin' pony folk." The yellow-ish one said, hoofing him on the top of his head. She had a new look of authority on her face, which looked just adorable.

"Ow." The dragon rubbed the newly formed bump on his head. Scootaloo tried to hold back a giggle, but it escaped her lips. A dragon, getting teased by helpless fillies. You don't see that every day.

"So, who's the newbie?" Spike asked, pointing to Fluttershy.

"I'm Fluttershy." She said in a whisper.

"Come again." Spike said as he put a claw to his ear.

"I'm Fluttershy." Fluttershy said in a lower voice.

"You really have to speak up." Spike said, earning another hit from the yellow filly. Spike glared at her.

"Quit doing that." He murmured.

"Spike, don't be rude. Can't ya see she's in shock? Right, girls." The others nodded in agreement. The yellow one turned to Fluttershy.

"Howdy. I'm Apple bloom. Pleasure ta meet ya." The yellow filly said.

"The pleasure is all mine." Fluttershy responded, remembering her manners.

"Ah shucks. There ain't no need ta be formal or anything." Apple bloom said, blushing a little bit.

"Well, my name is Sweetie Belle." The white one said, her horn still glowing.

"I'm Scootaloo. Bravest pony around. Number one fan to Rainbow Dash." The orange one said, earning looks of confusion from the others.

"What?" Scootaloo asked.

"She locks us in a dungeon, and yet she's your idol?" Sweetie Belle asked. Scootaloo face flushed.

"Oh, right. The 'whole locking us' up thing. Never mind."

Apple bloom shook her head. Sweetie Belle facehoofed.

"Any way, that's Spike. The cabin boy." Apple bloom said, returning to the original subject.

"I'm Fluttershy." Their eyes widen as she finished her sentence.

"The Princess Fluttershy. The one mah sister planned ta kidnap." Apple Bloom asked.

"Yes, the one your sis- wait what? Your sister?" Fluttershy asked, a look of confusion plastered on her face.

"Yea, our sisters are part of the crew." Scootaloo declared. Fluttershy looked at them confused.

"Then why did they lock you up?" Fluttershy asked. For a brief moment, she saw a look of anger and sadness flash in the fillies eyes, and concern in Spike's.

Sweetie cleared her throat.

"Well, we all have different stories, but it was the same reason that got us thrown in here. Here's my story:

It all started 4 years ago in the little village of Bucktown. I came from a family that was poor, and I mean dirt poor. I was only 4 years old, and yet I was put to work to help my family. You know, cleaning windows and chalkboards at school."

"Skip the sappiness. Get to the point." Scootaloo interrupted, earning a hit from Apple Bloom. Scootaloo rubbed the lump that was now forming.

"Ow. You hit hard." She remarked.

"Don't be rude. Let 'er finish the story." Apple Bloom scolded. Scootaloo muttered something under her breath. Sweetie cleared her throat again.

"Now, as I was saying.

I worked my tail off every day, but I didn't even earn enough for a crust of bread to eat. Anyways, one day, my sister decided that she was going to go look for things to sell. She said I could go with her to help her carry things.

Well, after we bought a weeks worth of food, we decided to head down to the shore to collect a few sharp shells that we could work with. When we got there, my sister's horn started glowing brightly and started to drag her all over the beach.

It turned out, my sister accidentally cast a gem finding spell. Oh, we dug up so many gems that it seemed we were never going to go hungry again.

There were rubies, emeralds, diamonds, crystals, Sapphires, any gem you could imagine."

At this point, Spikes mouth started to water.

"I never seen such beauty before. As we started to walk away, something grabbed me by my legs, and it hurt. The rest was pretty blurry from then. But I do remember a something sharp being pointed at my neck and Rarity crying. My captor said something about letting me live if she joined his crew.

Then, everything went black. I remember waking up in a weird room and Rarity coming in. Her clothes changed from an apron to a bunch or rags. She told me we were on a ship and that I would be a helper.

And thats exactly what I became. We went everywhere from small villages like Bucktown, to huge kingdoms like Haywaii. At first, I thought we were just visiting and sailing just for fun, but slowly I noticed that we were getting new stuff everywhere we went. I finally realized that they were stealing from the nobles. But that's not the only thing I noticed.

The more time we spent on the sea, the curler Rarity got. One day, I was mopping the deck, when I accidentally knocked overboard my sister's favorite gems. She saw what happened and started screaming at me. Then, she did what I know my real sister would never do, no matter what. She struck me. I backed away from her in terror, but tripped. I can still remember the words she said.

"Ha! You're nothing but a pathetic filly. I should have never have begged for you to come with me. You can't even stand on your own hoofs. You. Are. WORTHLESS."

Her words felt like daggers had plunged into my heart. I cried and cried, and all she did was laugh.

The next day, I woke up here."

Sweetie finished her story. By now, everypony in the room started tearing up, even Scootaloo, who was trying to hide it.

"Wow. I-I'm sorry. I should have never have asked." Fluttershy apologized.

"It's fine." Sweetie whispered. Apple Bloom patted her back in comfort.

"Now it's mah turn." Apple Bloom declared.