The New Filly

Timidthy walked into Sweet Dreams room just as the sun rose and sat on the floor keeping a blank expression. He breathed and blinked every few times as he watched Sweet Dreams sleep. Sweet Dreams eye's fluttered open and he saw Timidthy, she nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Timidthy! What are you doing here!?" Sweet Dreams screamed, Timidthy blinked.

"Do you take me for a fool Sweet Dreams?" Timidthy asked with no emotion in his voice, Sweet Dreams was taken-a-back by this.

"No! I'd never think of you like that!" Sweet Dreams said, Timidthy tsked.

"Then why lie?" Timidthy asked still having no emotion in his voice. Sweet Dreams looked confused, this was scaring her. She felt guilt swell inside her as she realized what Timidthy was upset about.

"I did nothing of the sort I simply didn't say." Sweet Dreams said, Timidthy got up and slowly walked towards Sweet Dreams.

"You did lie, you mislead me and you hurt somepony in the process. Just because you couldn't ask before you did something. Sweet Dreams there are three things that I hate. Ponies hurting the one's I love, having my princely status insulated, and being lied to." Timidthy said, and by then he had his front hooves on the edge of Sweet Dreams's bed. Sweet Dreams backed away every step Timidthy made,

"Sweet Dreams I love you, the only reason I came here so early. Is because I hate being lied to and I hate it when ponies I care about pull strings just to please themselves with their selfish desires. And I'm not saying you didn't have a good reason but you clearly did it out of envy and jealousy." Timidthy said and by then Sweet Dreams body had bumped against the wall and Timidthy was meer inches away from her. It is then that Sweet Dreams got a good look at Timidthy's eye's, they we're glowing an ominous yellow.

"Sweet Dreams I care about my patient's as much as I care about you, French Press, Crepe, Binkey, Blood Bones, Bumper, and finally Meadow. I don't like it when they are hurt, so Sweet Dreams I want you to go and apologize to Meadow. And remove the hex you put on her. Understand?" Timidthy said his voice slowly escalating into anger. By then Timidthy and Sweet Dreams's muzzles we're touching as Sweet Dreams was forced to look into those terrifying yellow eye's. Sweet Dreams whispered,

"U-Understand.....Prince Timidthy." Timidthy pulled back and jumped off the bed.

"And Sweet Dreams......that date we had wednesday......it's still gonna happen but please don't push my buttons too much this week. I'm not in the mood." Timidthy said just before he left and slammed the door. Sweet Dreams tried to gather her courage as she watched Timidthy leave. Sweet Dreams then got on the floor and started trotting out of her room and towards the orphanage. Sweet Dreams ran into Meadow's room to find that she wasn't their. Instead she saw her room was a mess and saw a purple journal. Sweet Dreams looked at the journal and looked at the door, she knew it was wrong but she had to know. Sweet Dreams opened the journal and read one of the pages that was only two weeks old.

Dear Journal,

I can't believe Timidthy gave me a second chance! It still feels like a dream, sure Timidthy is still a bit of a spineless crybaby but I consider him a friend. Maybe I can help him get a backbone. I know it's none of my business but it seems that Timidthy might be too kind and trusting. I don't think he realises that not everything can be fixed. With a kind-hearted empathetic speech and therapy. But I find that's a good thing, sure I'll help him get a backbone but I'm not going to corrupt him. Any who, Timidthy transforming me into this cute filly was a struck of genius! And he let me keep my freckles and gave me a horn! Timidthy is clearly a pure and selfless individual.

The journal entry ended and Sweet Dreams stood shocked and horrified. 'Timidthy changed Bully into......' Sweet Dreams didn't have time to finish that thought. As she heard the sound of something hitting the floor. Sweet Dreams turned around to see Meadow as she had a horrified look on her face. Tears glossed over her eye's and all color was drained from her face. A framed picture of Blood Bones layed by Meadow. But the two fillies wernt focused on that. They we're focused with looking at eachother unsure of what to do.