“Now dearest Marble, I shall expect you to behave during your time in the English world. Thy sisters Pinkie and Maud were most generous in offering shelter for your Rumspringa.”
“Mmh hmm,” Marble nodded as she packed up two or three day’s worth of clothing to change, as well as a simple, white cotton nightgown. Her parents thought it was a good idea that they help her pack her belongings for the long trip ahead.
“Now dear Igneous, that shan’t meanest that Marble cannot explore what the English world is like. That is the purpose of Rumspringa.”
“Jah, but even you may remember our time in Rumspringa, you know as well as I do that the world of the English is a dangerous one.”
Rumspringa, or “running around” was a rite of passage that many Amish youth went through. Once they were fourteen or sixteen, they were allowed to go out to the English world, the modern world, to experiment with modern life without any reprimand. Then, they considered whether or not to stay in the English world, or return to their community to become baptised. It just so happened that Marble’s sister had invited her to live in Oregon to not only experience Rumspringa away from the watchful eye of her parents, but to also spend some time with her sisters.
Speaking of which, Marble thought, I should bring the letter and the photo that came with it as well. Marble took the pink, frosting-scented letter into her suitcase, she took out the photo, and took a good look at it.
The photo was colored, meaning Pinkie was at least able to afford that, and showed Pinkie herself, dressed in light, sky blue pyjamas with balloons, holding a stuffed alligator. Her friends were wearing a variety of nightwear, from nightgowns to sports clothing.
She placed the photo back into the envelope and packed up the last of her necessities. She then got up, turned, and walked out. After all, flowers were in bloom and the sky was clear. Marble looked to an unusual sight bird, a pale, white dove, standing valiantly on the branch near her window holding onto a broken stick in its beak. She smiled in delectable bliss and excitement as she turned and left for the stairs.
Marble quietly and patiently waited at the bus stop with her mother and father, her suitcase sitting right next to her. It was hot, and humid, many of the other patrons were waiting with sweat dripping by their collars. She was wearing a sky blue dress with a white prayer kapp and some simple shoes, with black stockings that scratched at her feet and ankles.
“Now Marble, dost thou remember what I said?”
“Yes dad, take things into moderation, take my time at deciding, pray everyday, and remember thy family for just as often.” Marble replied in a whispered voice.
“Very good, my dear. Remember to take care of yourself, and express thy respect to your older sisters.” Igneous patted Marble’s head affectionately, and then hugged her. “Farewell, my dear daughter.” He let go, and allowed Cloudy Quartz to say her final goodbyes to her daughter.
“Be sure to write to us, we are inclined to know of your wellbeing during your endeavor of self-discovery.” Marble nodded, and tightly wrapped her arms around Cloud Quartz.
Soon, the Greyhound bus arrived. Marble quickly picked up her suitcase and turned to look at her parents, giving a quick, shy wave before hopping on the bus. Once she got her luggage stowed away and sat at her seat, she looked out the window, admiring the endless sea of green of the Pennsylvanian countryside. Eventually, she turned her sights back to the interior of the bus, and took out the frosting-scented envelope, withdrawing the letter and opening it, re-reading it as she had for the past four weeks.
Dear little sis,
I am so excited for your FIRST TIME IN THE REAL WORLD!!! Maud and I would like to offer you our place to live in for the time being. It’ll be like ‘ol times again, having the best of parties, making scrumptious goodies to eat, you won’t believe it, I’ve developed this new treat called a Cherry Chimichanga that’s super-duper-fantastically-fantastic! That reminds me, first thing you get here, I’m inviting the entire school to a ‘Welcome to your first Rumspringa Party’ JUST FOR YOU!!! It’ll be amazing, I’m sure of it. I can’t wait to see you soon, and have you meet my new friends.
Your lovely big sister by a few minutes, Pinkie Pie! XOXOXO
P.S. I also sent a photo of me and my friends so you can see what they look like, it’s at an amazing slumber party we had before performing.
P.P.S. I’m holding you to that pinkie promise of showing you the Cherry Chimichanga.
P.P.P-
And from there it went on and on and on for a few tangents. Marble had to admit though, Pinkie did improve on her penmanship, and she did have some pretty friends, particularly that red- Marble shook her head as she felt her cheeks began to warm up. Oh Marble, She thought, Maybe it’s better if I wait until I get there first. She was puzzled that she was flushing at a picture of one of Pinkie’s friends, but paid no mind to it, as her eyes began to droop and she fell into the deep, dark depths of sleep.
The sight before her was astounding. To her left was miles and miles of beach, some made up entirely of stones, cliffs, and moors, and some of pure, sandy delights. To her right, miles and miles of wooded forest areas, with trees as far as the eye could see. No wonder Pinkie and Maud love living around here, Marble thought. This place makes me want to lay down and relax on end. Sadly, according to the map, Canterlot was further inland, not too deep into the forest, but not too near the beach to be considered a coastal town either way. It was a far cry from Lancaster County, that was for sure. Canterlot was supposed to be a town nestled between the coast and woods.
Either way, I hope we get to go to the beach later on. Marble thought, as the bus soon left the scenic route and turned to another freeway. She glanced out the window, staring at the sights going by before she looked back at the Bible in her hands. It was going to be a long while before she arrived in Canterlot, yet she still fidgeted with the edges of the Bible, trembling with nerves.
Get ahold of yourself, Marble. Pinkie’s going to be there, so is Maud. She looked back out the window, towards the trees. Everything’s so peaceful so far, there’s nothing to worry about, you won’t be alone, you won’t be alone, you won’t be alone… Marble kept repeating the phrase within her head as she continued to stare out at the scenery.
Suddenly, she noticed the green roadsign labelled, ‘Canterlot, 2 miles’ in white lettering. She had finally arrived in Canterlot.
It started out as nothing but a few groups of houses, but a few turns later, and after passing a bowl-shaped building that was labelled ‘Horsemann and Hughes Stadium’ and a large, foreboding building with crystal pillars, she was in a bustling metropolis. Buildings towered high in the wisp-clouded sky, traffic filled the streets with people rushing from all directions, scurrying to their desired locations as taxis, limos, and various other types of vehicles bypassed each other, fighting the wave of pedestrians that crossed at each intersection.
Soon, the bus came to a complete stop. Quickly, and meekly, Marble grabbed her suitcase and stowed her Bible away. She turned to disembark, exiting the doors with shaky trepidation. Only then did she look up at the awesome sight of the buildings, reaching high into the heavens and, to her horror, the amount of people that littered the streets. A few seconds in, and she was already freezing up in terror. Overhead, the PA announced: “Greyhound bus 383 from Philadelphia, has arrived. The bus will depart for, Arcadia Bay, Portland, and Salem, in twenty minutes.”
Some of the more impatient passersby pushed and shoved Marble among the crowd. My lord, this is my first time away from mom, dad, and Limestone, what do I do? What do I do? What do I do? Marble’s heart beat faster, she anxiously rubbed the handle of her suitcase, and sweat began to form on her brow under her kapp as she eyed the people around her, frozen in fear for what to do in a big city such as this.
Suddenly, she felt a tap on her shoulder. In an instant, she jumped and yelped in terror, startled at the sudden contact. She turned round, and sighed in relief as she saw the first recognizable thing within this big city.
There stood Maud, her face stoic in emotion as she stared at Marble, brown eyebrows and plain lips straightened out in an emotionless look of surprise, familiarity, and reunification. “Hello Marble, it’s been awhile, Boulder says hello.” Maud pulled out a pebble from a blue pouch with stars on it. Marble nodded in acknowledgement, albeit trembling a bit awkwardly from terror. “Pinkie would’ve made it, but she’s getting ready for her graduation, we could probably get there in time if we hurry.” The general message was urgent, but her monotone voice stated otherwise.
Marble nodded, and with a trembling hand, held onto Maud’s steady, motionless hand. Maud walked Marble through the crowd, as Marble held onto her like a steady rock within a sea of people. She looked around at the various stalls and the various types of clothing. There were many people in ranging heights and girths. Many varied in clothing from leather vests, shirts, and bell-bottom jeans with fabric tied to their hair, to men in black tuxedos with black dress pants and tweed jackets, carrying slightly smaller briefcases full of stuff. Her observation ended as Maud reached her car. A simple, light blue Ford Pinto. Maud grabbed her suitcase, threw it in the trunk, and dropped into the driver’s seat, motioning for Marble to get in. She buckled her seatbelt, and pretty soon, the Pie sisters were off.
This wasn’t the first time Marble was in a car. Although church rules stated against owning cars, church members were allowed to hitchhike to their destinations if there were offered by trusted English friends. Nor was this the first time Marble had seen a city before her trip to Canterlot. Despite her lack of nuanced experiences, Canterlot stood out to her. Though the downtown area was still a bustling metropolis, it was in less of a hurry than say, Philadelphia. The outskirts were also quite a treat, block upon block of suburban homes peppering the streets, most of them built from the housing boom of the 1950’s. Children were playfully kicking balls and tagging each other in the streets without fear of crime or kidnapping. This place is so peaceful, no wonder Pinkie and Maud stayed here, it’s easy to think of how many friends Pinkie would’ve made here. Marble thought, as she stared out into the urban streets of suburban Canterlot.
Her thoughts ended in a screech and a halt as Maud violently pressed down on the brakes and shut off the engine. “We’re here.” Maud flatly proclaimed, as she leisurely got out of the car and opened the door for Marble. Marble unbuckled her seatbelt and got out, and then turned to briefly look at the high school. The school was a solid, two-story building, with two wings and a dome on top. There were also various horse-themed statues. To her left, on a field, stood a stage, crowded with many people on the stands and some on the fields, donning blue and gold gowns and blue caps.
Wordlessly, Maud grabbed Marble’s hand again, and dragged her towards the commotion. All the while, Marble tried to drag herself away from the crowd with no results.
“Pinkamena Diane Pie.” A ridiculously tall woman in a tan tweed jacket and purple bell bottoms announced. Maud said her name was Celestia, and she was in charge of the school. Marble watched as Pinkie practically hopped up onto the stage to the podium. The crowd was roaring like mad, and Pinkie grabbed her diploma and giggled as she did cartwheels back to her seat. Way to go for Pinkie, Marble thought as she applauded. Though, to be honest, she found the ceremony to be quite dull so far. Sure, there was music in the beginning, and everything was so elegant and professional, not to mention she was proud of Pinkie for her achievement; but there was still a long line of people, and though the ceremony was going as quick as she could, it effectively delayed any sort of personal reunion she could have with Pinkie for the time being.
Although it had been years since Pinkie and Marble had visited, they still kept in touch with her, hence the invitation to live with them for a while, but all she wanted to do right now was to catch up with her older sister and-
“Sunset Shimmer!” Celestia’s voice rang out, breaking Marble’s train of thought. She looked up at the source of the copious amounts of cheering to the most beautiful sight she beheld since she first stepped into the English world.
Walking up onto the stage with the grace of a minister on the morn of a Sunday service, was a girl with flawless, pale skin, long locks of bright, ginger hair, and a smile so warm it could practically melt butter within minutes. Marble stared at it all, her face noticeably becoming a bit warmer. That’s the same girl from the photo Pinkie sent me. Marble nervously contemplated. My god, she looks more elegant and pretty in real life than in the photos. Marble quickly shook her head, realizing that she had thought of god’s name in vain. She had to admit, her first impression of Sunset had caused her heart to flutter for some reason. Wait, that’s not right, mamm and dad said that I should have those feelings for a boy. Why am I feeling this for a girl? And so, as the girl named Sunset walked back to her seat, Marble sat straight as a board and nervously rubbed her hands as she tried to address the numerous questions running inside her head.
“MARRRRBLLLLLEEEE!!!!!!!” A distinctly high-pitched, hyper voice cried out in the crowd of graduating students. The Amish girl was practically tackled by a quick blur of vibrant, curly brunette hair, her kapp falling down as a result of the force of nature. This was followed with an extremely tight hug which caused Marble to silently gasp for air.
“Ummmm, Pinkie?”Marble gasped, “I...c-can’t….breathe."
“Ooops, sorry!” Pinkie yelled in a sing-song voice. “I’m soooo happy you can make it here Marble, it’s been awhile since we’ve seen each other, have you met my friends yet?” Marbly shyly shook her head, then knelt down and picked up her kapp. “No!? Well we’re going to fix that! I’m organizing a graduation party at my house for tonight, it’s going to be superly-duperly supremely-supreme!” Pinkie yelled as she wrapped an arm around her dear sister’s neck and pulled her in.
Marble tensed up at the mention of a party. She pushed Pinkie away, causing her to turn and look at her sister, “What’s the matter, Marble?”
Marble nodded down to her own clothing, still in her plain blue dress, stockings, and shoes.
“Oh, you’re worried that you won’t fit in with what you’re wearing?”
Marble nodded again.
“Oh! That’s not a problem, you silly filly! I’ve got some clothes back at my house that might fit you and help you fit in.”
Marble nodded in thanks.
“Hey there, Pinkie.” a rather assertive, firm voice broke into the conversation. Marble turned her head to find that the redhead named Sunset had appeared right behind Pinkie, and was giving a little wave. Pinkie in turn, turned and waved back before dragging Sunset into a tight hug. Marble quickly tried (and relatively failed) to hide her blushing face behind her kapp. “You didn’t tell me you had another relative, what’s with the getup?”
“This is my awesome sister, Marble, we’re both the same age, but I’m a few minutes older than her, she’s the baby of the family.” Pinkie randomly pulled out a cupcake from the aether and offered it to Sunset, “Want a cupcake?”
Sunset crossed her arms, “You still didn’t answer my second question, Pinkie.”
“Oh, yeah, Marble’s doing her Rumspringa right now. You see, my family’s part of this super old, super weird community calledtheAmish,andtheydolotsandlotsofoldstufflikeusehorsesandbuggies,doe-”
Sunset quickly raised her hands in mock-surrender and said, “Actually, maybe we can hold off on that until later when we have more time. I just wanted to know when the graduation party would be?”
“Okie-dokie-loki, the party will be at seven o’clock.”
“At your house?”
“Yep!”
“Alright, I’ll see you there.” Sunset turned to face Marble, “And I can’t wait to meet you there.” Marble looked to the side in an attempt to hide her blushing, all the while, Sunset turned and walked off towards the parking lot.
“DON’T FORGET TO DRESS CASUAL!!!!!!” Pinkie yelled as Sunset left. Pinkie turned back to Marble, “Alright! Let’s go find Maud and go home to get ready, what do ya say?” Marble smiled and nodded. “Alright, let’s hit it!” Pinkie linked arms with Marble, and dragged her around to look for Maud.
Marble stared at herself in the mirror. She had to admit, she looked good in the black sweater vest and white dress shirt, it complimented the white stockings and black Mary Jane shoes, but did the plaid skirt have to be so short? Either way, at least I fit in now. Marble thought to herself, self-consciously smoothing out her skirt in a poor attempt to try to lengthen it.
Pinkie peeked out from behind her. “Awww, you look great, Marble, you just might be able to fit in!” Marble simply blushed, but smiled. Pinkie picked up a hairbrush on the dresser, and began to brush Marble’s hair out from her bun. “You’re just going to love the party, Marble. I’ve gotten to know so many people in town since I’ve left. I even met someone from an alternate dimension of sentient horse people, but that’s another story for another day. Oh! Ialsometourworld’scounterparttothepersonfromthealternatedimensionofmagicalsentienthorsepeople,too. The horse, Twilight, might not be able to make it though, they might be a little busy. Aren’t you excited for the party, Marble!?”
Marble shook her head, fidgeting with her hands and humming back an, “Mmmh-mmm.” She then softly spoke up, “W-Will Sunset be there?”
“Yep! She’s going with a few of my friends, we just have to set things up before they get here, why’d you ask?”
“Oh! U-Umm, n-no reason.” Marble shook her head to emphasize her point. She never knew if Pinkie had it figured out then, or if she was just too busy to notice the blushing on her face, but Pinkie never pressed on the subject, and simply placed the brush back onto the drawer.
“Heyyyy, I know it’s your first time being away from mom and dad, just know that you have auntie Pinkie Pie and Maud Pie to cheer you up, oh! And Gummy, definitely Gummy!” She grabbed her affectionately cute plush alligator for emphasis before she tossed it in a random direction, narrowly missing Marble. She rushed to the door. “C’mon, ya slow poke! Last one downstairs is a rotten egg and has to bake the cupcakes!”
“No one can outclass your baking, Pinkie.”
“You’re pretty close, Marble, but you’re right, no one can beat my baking! I am the baking master of the world!!!!” Pinkie gave off an evil laugh and stood in the doorway, fists resting on her hips in a pose and hair straightening out as the room darkened and lightning and thunder burst out of nowhere before everything returned to normal. “Race ya!!!” She rushed out in a blur down the stairs, causing many things to fall in her wake and vases to shatter and burn. Marble shook her head and smiled, as she followed her sister downstairs to prepare the house for the party.
It wasn’t really hard to set up the party, just blow up some balloons with helium and hang them with the streamers and the banner that said ‘HAPPY GRADUATION CLASS OF 1972!’ in big bold letters. The Pie sisters also set up a trap with string that would release a tarp full of balloons and confetti when the door was opened.
“I read that you developed a weapon to make this quicker, Pinkie. Why aren’t we using that?” Marble asked as she was mixing a bowl of vanilla cake batter, Pinkie had her own bowl of chocolate cake batter.
“To be honest, I only use it in large areas. Since our living room and kitchen are the only things we have to worry about, the cannons would’ve been over the top. Besides, I’m pretty sure the police would come and wonder what the explosions were if I used it.” Pinkie replied, wiping cake batter onto her apron as she poured some more sugar into the mix.
Soon everything was ready, the decorations, the cake, the sweets… oh god… the sweets, if there was one thing the Amish were known for, it was their sweet tooth. All the Pie sisters had to do now was wait for the guests to come.
Turns out, they didn’t have to wait long, the first few guests had arrived. Vinyl and Octavia brought a record player with some records, and so music began to play. More guests soon arrived, and the house became more cramped as party-goers roamed the house, ate some of the sweets, and talked to other people. Marble, being outside of her element, stayed close to the sweets table and looked around the living room.
Suddenly, Sunset and Pinkie’s other friends finally arrived through the doorway, looking around at the ever-growing party. Pinkie sped from the kitchen to the living room at breakneck speed, briefly stopping to grab Marble’s arm, and abruptly stopped in front of the main six. Already, Marble was trying to look away from the group shyly, rubbing her arm with her hand and flushing in embarrassment.
“Hey there everyone, I’m glad you could make it!” Pinkie exclaimed, gesturing to the hidden girl she was holding. “This is Marble Pie, she just came from out of town. She and I were born on the same day, but I’m older than her by a few minutes, so she’s always the baby in our family, say hello Marble!” Pinkie dragged Marble so that she was in front of her. Even then, all Marble did was look up briefly, give a little wave, and smile, before quickly looking back down at her feet. “She’s happy you guys are here. Why don’t you guys grab some food and drinks, we’ve got a lot of ‘em thanks to the baby over here.” Pinkie gestured again to Marble.
Most of the main six agreed, and talked amongst each other of their plans now that they’d graduated, but were quick to notice when Sunset failed to follow them to the snacks table.
“You guys go ahead, you don’t mind if I borrow Marble, do you Pinkie?”
“Of course, my sister is your sister Sunset, call me when you need me!” Pinkie let go of Marble, and hopped off to the group, leaving Marble, shaking and red, to face a complete stranger she only knew from photographs. So she did the only natural thing to do when she was faced with any similar situation: try to stare around the room, only this time, it didn’t work. She was still scared, and what made matters worse was the fact that Sunset’s shiny red hair was attracting her attention away from anyone else. So much for helping me out, Pinkie. Marble thought sarcastically, as she continued to fidget around with her feet on the floor and her own hands. Suddenly, Sunset took Marble’s hand, and looked straight into her eyes with a warm smile.
“First time being away from your family?”
Marble nodded, humming in confirmation. Despite her shaking, she decided to hunker down and try not to run away from this alluring, but mysterious stranger.
“I know the feeling. I had to leave my parents at an early age, too.”
Marble’s eyes widened in surprise, “Really?”
“I was a prodigy where I came from, and so I became someone's personal student at an early age, that meant I had to leave home though. I’ve had a lot of regrets since.”
“Were you scared?”
“Very, I was able to get used to being away from my parents, though. It wasn’t as if they were paying me any attention to begin with. They always showered attention to some of my older siblings, always comparing me to them and saying I was never good enough.”
Marble meekly replied back, “The Lord states that pride is one of the deadly sins to have, as is envy.”
“Isn’t that the truth? I became mad with power when I came here… I’m pretty sure there are people who still haven’t forgiven me for what I’ve done, it’s even a touchy subject for the friends you saw me come in with.” Sunset took a seat on a couch, Marble followed. “I’ve done everything I can to redeem myself though, I helped rebuild the school, even saved it twice. Still, I think some people are waiting for me to screw up. It didn’t help that there was a school newspaper column named Anon-a-miss written by some girls that your sister and her friends know. They published personal secrets, and all the blame was put on me for the entire winter break.”
“That sounds horrible.”
“It was…” Sunset looked down at her jeans, awkwardly rubbing at her thighs.
“At least you’ve repented, right?”
“Hmm?”
“You’re working hard to redeem yourself of your past sins, at least that gives you self-satisfaction that you’re making up for what you’ve done.”
“Oh, yeah. I guess I am being a bit of a downer right now. I just realized, I don’t think we’ve ever introduced each other even if we did see each other earlier, my name’s Sunset Shimmer.”
“I know, Pinkie’s written all about you. I-I’m Marble, Marble Pie, as Pinkie introduced me.”
“So...where are ya from?”
“Lancaster County, Pennsylvania.”
“Oh, so that’s why you sound different?”
“Hmm?”
“You sound like you have an accent.” Sunset explained, trying to mimic Marble’s Pennsylvanian Dutch accent, “Like this.”
“O-Oh, i-it’s just the normal way I talk, nothing more, nothing less.”
“Hey, at least you’re talking more than I’ve ever heard you talk before.”
Marble looked down and blushed hard, flustered. “Th-Thank you, I-I’m not like Pinkie, I’m never used to strangers, I’ve been with my parents my entire life.”
“I can tell.” Sunset said. Marble looked up with a frown, and then looked back down to her feet on the floor, slouching in depression. Sunset wrapped an arm around Marble’s back in a hug.
“Don’t worry, it’s nothing bad, I’m sure you’ll get the hang of socializing with other people.”
Marble was heated up, and internally screaming in panic, but trudged on with a nod.
“Hey, I like you, maybe we can hang out sometime.”
Marble looked up, smiling in a closed-mouth smile, eyes shining from both happy tears and hope. “Really?”
“Does tomorrow morning at Sweet Shoppe sound good? It’s alright if it isn’t.”
Marble tilted her head to the side, slightly frowning in confusion.
“Oh, I forgot, you’re new here. It’s a small cafe where your sister actually works, it should be easy for you to meet me there.”
Marbled smiled and nodded in semi-understanding, “J-Jah, that should sound gutt.” I need to ask Pinkie about her job. Marble secretly thought to herself.
Sunset smiled back and held her hands in Marble’s. “It’s a date, then. But one more thing.” Marble looked at Sunset with eyes widened and an eyebrow raised in question, and a little bit of fear. “Can you explain to me what Pinkie meant when she said you were ‘Amish’? She explained it too quickly for me to actually understand anything.”
Marble smiled and nodded, “J-Jah, well you see, the Amish are members of an old order that are…” and so, for the rest of the party, Sunset and Marble talked about what the Amish were, and basic everyday life. Sunset was smiling and nodding, drinking in every detail in fascination. It made Marble feel butterflies in her stomach, the same tingly sensation she got when she met new people, but this time it felt good. And she felt happy. Happier than she had ever been in her entire life.
Marble smiled fondly, remembering her first meeting with Sunset as she continued to mix some dough for a new batch of pastries at home. The date ran smoothly, and she and Sunset spent the day talking about Marble’s life before Canterlot over sweets and tea, at least until she was challenged to a baking duel with her sister. She lost by a margin, those Cherry Chimichangas, whatever those sweets were, beating her to the punch. All the while, Sunset cheered her on.
They’d had many outings together since, with a sprinkling of a few adventures for Sunset and her friends over some summer camp, and then over some movie and dance thing that Marble was still trying to wrap her head around. But all the while, Marble’s affections for Sunset grew to the point where she was beyond doubt that Sunset quite possibly knew her feelings. She didn’t act weird, so it was hard to tell. Even if she is a crush of mine, I doubt Sunset even noticed, even if I do make an effort to show those feelings. Marble thought as she wiped her flour-covered hands over her apron. Marble became more social in the two or three months since their first meeting, much to the joy of Pinkie and Sunset. And in those three months, she had made a discovery or two.
She discovered that she liked girls (it explained why she didn’t feel a bond with any of the boys in her community). She discovered that she had admirable skills, helping the group raise money for a summer camp by making and selling quilts. And, as she spent more time with Sunset, she discovered not only a developing confidence with herself and others, but with an increasing attraction to Sunset. She decided to come clean to the most trusted person she knew: her older sister by minutes. It was there she discovered not only her sister’s openness, but also her new tremendous Cherry Chimichanga. She was a goner for sure.
After some help and some advice from Pinkie, (she couldn’t hide anything as big as this from her for very long) Marble decided to come clean, much to her fears, to her parents in a letter back home. The envelope addressed to her in her hand was her parent’s answer to her discovery. A-Alright, now comes the truth. What’s the worst thing that could happen? A-Aside from being disowned and shunned… she thought to herself nervously, then shook her head when rationality spoke again with its retort, Don’t be ridiculous Marble, if you don’t open that envelope, then you’ll never know how they took it! Not to mention you can’t get shunned, you’re not even baptised yet.
Marble shakily grabbed a pen knife, and sliced open the envelope flap. She quickly unfolded the letter, and gasped as she took in every single character on the piece of parchment.
My Dearest Marble,
I am disappointed that thou hath made your decision early. I can understand enough that thou hath taken to the heart of an Englisher, and in turn want to stay with them in the modern world, that idea is reasonable. I hath also appreciated that you hath prayed on the matter first for a long time before finally coming to the decision. Thou are wise to do so. But I cannot accept having a daughter who is subscribed to that lifestyle, and in turn am the most relieved that thou hath decided not to get baptised. As long as you are happy, I understand. Just be sure you hath made your decision clear, that you are happy with it, and understand that I cannot take you within the fold of the community any longer for fear of further soiling my name with your presence.
Your father, Igneous Pie.
Marble felt her heart sink as she processed what was going on. She was right, her family did disown her. Marble teared up as she hugged the letter closely, and then stood up and walked to her room. She was still tearing up, the only thing keeping her from breaking down into tears being a marked calendar entry which read ‘Date with Sunset to Fall Festival, meet at Sweet Shoppe’. Her heart was broken, sure, but she still had somewhere to go, somewhere to be, something to get off her chest, once and for all. I’ve come out to my parents, now it’s time to move on to Sunset, Marble thought resolutely as she got herself dressed for the meeting.
Marble fidgeted in her seat as she waited for the familiar head of red hair to walk into the cafe. Pinkie had already given her a few sweets for both of them to share, on her, of course. For that she was grateful, but her gaze continued to switch from the door to her shaky hands, rubbing against each other as she nervously waited for her friend to arrive.
Suddenly, the bell at the door rang its familiar ring, and a trail of red hair was visible poking up over the cafe seating. Marble’s heart beat faster, and her fidgeting increased in frequency. Alright, you can do this, just remember to be calm and confident. Fluttershy’s advice did wonders, she just hoped she wouldn’t panic when the time came to tell Sunset. All seemed calm at the moment, as Sunset proceeded to take a seat in front of her with one of her charming smiles, leaving Marble to have those all-too-familiar flutterings of butterflies in her stomach.
“Evening Marble, you don’t look so good.” Marble instantly panicked, was it really that obvious that she had some distress on her face? She relaxed her hands and looked back up to Sunset.
“J-Just some problems with my parents at home.” Marble said a little meekly.
“Oh, well, I’m sure you’re still excited for tonight, aren’t you? A little fun at the Fall Festival, they have so much to do: apple bobbing, carnival games, rides, even a Ferris wheel, you’re going to love it!” Sunset said excitedly. Marble smiled and nodded. Sunset stood up, and offered a hand out. “This way, my dear.” Sunset winked as she offered the hand.
Marble blushed, but accepted Sunset’s hand, grabbing it and intertwining their fingers, only increasing her blushing exponentially. As they walked out of the cafe, Marble turned her collar up to the cold and damp, and shifted closer to Sunset. Alright, now, what do I do? I-I mean, I can’t wait to see what the Fall Festival is like, but would it be a good idea to tell her there? Marble thought. No, I can’t back down now, you’ve already lost your parents because you love her. You need to follow through. But how can I-
“We’re here.” Sunset said a tad excitedly, and Marble could see why. In front of her were a lot of lights and sounds, from screaming, to laughing, to the various beeps, boops, and other sounds one tended to hear at a carnival. Marble could feel her own mouth water as she smelled the salty, buttery smell of fresh popcorn, the cooking lard and the oppressive heat from cooking hotdogs, and various other foods in the park. She continued to stare at the spectacular height of the Ferris wheel piercing the cloud-patched sky as Sunset went to the ticket booth and bought two tickets for the both of them. Once they got in and had their tickets torn, Sunset took Marble’s hand, much to her blushing fluster, and gracefully dragged her into the theme park. “So Marble, anything catch your eye?
Marble scanned the immediate area, and eyed several carnival-goers throwing rings at bottles, and stuffed animals hanging from the tent roof, among them being a light grey pony with a straight down mane of altering light and dark greys, and a group of marbles embroidered onto the flank. Marble nodded and gestured to the booth. Sunset followed Marble’s gaze, and smiled challengingly.
“That’s a really difficult game, but we can try it.” Marble eagerly nodded, and together, the couple walked to the booth, the barker grinned as he saw some new challengers step up to play.
“Wanna try your luck, miss? Only twenty-five cents for six tries.”
“You’re on.” Sunset confidently replied back. She handed the barker a quarter, and was thus given six small rings. Sunset took a ring in her right hand, and wound up her underhand throw. After a few minutes of analysis, she threw the ring, and looked excitedly at her handiwork.
It bounced off the bottles.
Sunset looked in surprise, but then smiled challengingly as she took another ring, and this time took a little longer to analyse the setup. She wound up another throw, and swung it forward.
Another bounce.
Sunset’s smile faded into concern and slight frustration as she tried a third time and a fourth time, each attempt failing. As she tried to wind up for a fifth attempt, she felt a poke at her shoulder. She swung around, accidently hitting Marble with the ring. Her mouth plummeted to her chest, and she quickly brushed Marble off, much to her bewilderment. “Sorry, sorry. Do you want a try, Marble?”
Marble smiled and shyly nodded. Sunset gracefully picked up the discarded ring in the grass, and handed it over. Marble stepped forward, and looked nervously at the bottles, she then wound her throw, closed her eyes, and threw her hand forward, letting go of the ring, and quite literally throwing caution into the wind.
“I can’t believe you managed to pull that off, Marble! I have to say I’m impressed, and with only one try as well.”
Marble looked down and blushed, hiding her face behind the mane of the pony plushie. “Oh it’s nothing, it was just dumb luck.”
“I guess you’re right, sorry I couldn’t win that for you.”
“It’s alright, you helped pay for it, it’s the charity that counts. Where are we going next?”
“You’ll see.” Sunset smiled in anticipation as she guided Marble through the crowd. Soon enough, they reached their stop. In front of them towered the magnificent and graceful Ferris wheel. Its cars precariously swung as each patron embarked on the ride and enjoyed the view. Marble audibly gulped. She had to admit, aside from her fear of meeting new people, another fear that festered from her time on the farm as a fear of heights. She began to noticeably tremble as they slowy inched to the front of the line.
Sunset turned, wrapped an arm around Marble and, as normal for the confident girl, stared straight into her eyes as she jokingly said, “A little of an earth pony now, are we?” She grinned. Marble chuckled sheepishly at the pun but she still didn’t visibly relax from her tense fear. Sunset held her closer and rubbed her arm as she said in a motherly tone, “Don’t worry, the doors are secure, and you’ll have me to keep you from falling.”
Marble’s smile widened slightly, and her flush flared to new heights as she nodded. “Th-Thank you…” She slightly relaxed, but at least she wasn’t paralyzed with fear now. Soon it was their turn to hop onto the car. The operator securely closed the door and started the rounds as the wheel rotated around and around.
Marble gasped and covered her mouth in polite amazement as she took in the view from the window. Trees surrounded the city for miles on end. In the distance, she saw a small camp next to a shining lake, and farther away, she saw the sun setting behind Sunset, giving her hair the impression of being alight in glorious fire among the orange-red clouds. “It’s beautiful.”
Sunset smiled as she saw Marble’s awestruck face. “It is, isn’t it?” She chuckled.
Marble looked back to her folded hands after she took in the view. C’mon Marble, now’s your chance, confess to her. You’ve got nothing to lose. She took in a deep breath, and fiddled with her hands in deep thought. She looked back up at Sunset, and looked straight into Sunset’s turquoise eyes.
“U-Umm, n-not as beautiful as you…” Marble said with a blushed smile. Her heart beat a hundred miles a minute as she waited to gauge Sunset’s response, her eyes shut in panic, hoping she had more luck then she did with her parents.
Slowly, she heard some movement, and felt Sunset inch close to her. Soon she felt Sunset’s warm breath on her lips, the fluttering in her heart intensifying as she felt so. She felt the soft cushion of Sunset’s lips, as they locked into a kiss. Sunset licked Marble’s lips after a few seconds. Marble consented, and soon she felt the strange sensation of another tongue in her mouth. She warmed up, she felt like she could warm up to this new sensation at least, and she cupped Sunset’s cheek as she moaned into the kiss.
After a few minutes, they broke for air, a thin trail of saliva bridging the gap between them before being broken off by Sunset.
“Wow…” Marble whispered.
“Truly amazing.” Sunset replied back, holding Marble’s hands, stroking the tops with her thumbs.
“Y-Yeah…”
“How long did you know that you liked me?”
Marble meekly replied back as she looked away, “Since the day we first met.”
Sunset stood up, much to Marble’s protests, and then sat next to Marble, wrapping an arm around her abdomen, matting her shoulder to express her permission. Marble took advantage and laid her head in the crook of Sunset’s neck.
“What do we do now?” Marble asked curiously, satisfied as she took in the warm, sweet smell from Sunset.
“Getting a little confident now, are we?” Sunset said teasingly, causing Marble to hide in her hair. Sunset turned Marble’s head to her with a tip of a finger, and looked straight into her eyes. “I’m okay with it. If you want to be my girlfriend, be my guest. I think you’re cute as well.” Marble’s simple, plain smile from that point blew to a full-blown grin as she internally squealed in happiness. “So, what do you want to do my dear?” Sunset asked as she glared into Marble with a smug look of satisfaction.
“How about we enjoy this view for the time we have left on here?” Marble mumbled as she turned into Sunset’s neck again.
“Sound’s like something we both agree on.” Sunset said smugly, as the newly-minted couple stared into the sunset. Unknowingly, several clouds loom over the horizon, as troubles begin to form for the days ahead.
Author's Note
Well...that happened.
Anyway, Hey guys. So this is the writing project I had been working on aside from the main fic I am doing right now. Done as a writing exercise for this little writing contest I'm doing.
I intended to add a few more scenes that I didn't add initially due to word constraints, so if you guys want to see more, feel free to let me know.
As always, constructive criticism is welcome. Special thanks to Kildeez for beta-reading my story. And finally, more importantly, I own literally nothing from this fic.
Long story short, thank you ladies and gentlemen, and I'll see you next time.
"This is NBC News, with a special report." The black and white title card faded in as the newscaster appeared on the screen, shuffling his papers as he fixed his wide, black framed glasses. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. A nation in chaos, as the war in Southeast Asia begins to wind down, a shocking, unprecedented attack occurred in Saigon this Thanksgiving weekend.
A strange structure appeared several blocks away from the government district where the U.S. Embassy and the South Vietnamese Presidential Palace lies. Moments afterward, beings only described as being akin to caribou, to horses, and to creatures only seen in fairy tales, attempted to ransack and take the capitol.
“The South Vietnamese forces were able to push the enemy back and take prisoners. It is estimated that over a hundred people are dead, among them are ten Americans, five of them Marines who were guarding the U.S. Embassy as the attack occurred, the other half consisting of tourists who had intended to take in the sights and sounds of Saigon before the attack. There has been no word from South Vietnamese President Nguyen Van Thieu thus far but we'll..."
Marble phased her attention away from the television. Ever since her arrival to the English world, the one word she kept hearing around town was Vietnam, how many families had sons and daughters who were over there who were slowly being sent home. But in turn, she heard of how many of the people she knew around her were still being drafted for service there.
Initially, she was worried that Sunset would've been drafted to go. One of the worst fears she had aside from coming clean about her feelings for her was the fear that she would be drafted to fight in the war. Her fears only truly subsided when Sunset told her that women didn’t qualify for the draft, and that she was safe, much to Marble's own delight as she nuzzled into the warmth of her love from the windy autumn weather outdoors.
But now, the fact that she knew Sunset couldn't get drafted was the only thing repeating in her mind as the bulletin continued droning on about the attacks in Saigon, at a time where people were supposed to be thankful for what they have. She had no choice though, repeating that fact was the only thread of sanity keeping her from breaking down as she tried to absentmindedly wash the dishes laid out in front of her.
"As the strongest nation in this region, and as a protégée to a nation that thrives on free choice and democracy, we must pay it forward, and help these people. For if we don’t help them, who will? To them, we will be the beacon of freedom, of choice, and of happiness; just as how the Americans tried to be when they helped fight our battles. And thus, I urge you, we must declare war not just to save ourselves, but to save others. Thank you, thank you very much.”
Applause roared from the television as a balding, aging Asian man walked down from the podium, and then the view suddenly switched to the bespectacled reporter. "President Nixon reaffirmed his commitment to supporting South Vietnam, as he continues his process of 'peace with honor' through his Vietnamization plan. The president had this to say in support for Thieu.”
The image then switched to another balding, aging man, as he stood on a podium with dark curtains in the background, "The actions executed by the Caribou Empire have made it a Derogatory Evil. Their crimes represent the worst of man, and represent all of what the United States is opposed to. We have complete confidence in South Vietnam's ability to restore freedom and democracy to this new territory, and to keep peace and order within that new territory, in addition to Southeast Asia. It is with this confidence that we shall maintain aid in South Vietnam's endeavor to liberate Equestria. At the same time, we will maintain our stance of peace with honor, and will not send dedicated boots on the ground unless the situation calls for it. However, advisors will..."
Marble could only rub her hands anxiously as Nixon continued to moan on and on. What does this mean? Will we be in another war? What's going to happen? Marble's anxiety came back with a vengeance, her rationale of Sunset not being qualified for the draft collapsing as rumors of war whispered subtly through the television.
The screen suddenly went to black, and a cool, pale arm wrapped around Marble's fragile frame. She looked up, finding the monotonous, but comforting face of her seemingly emotionless sister greet her. "Is this about Sunset?"
Marble nodded. "Sh-she said that she couldn't be qualified for the draft, b-but, I know her. She might join anyway if one of her friends join. She always wants to make up for what she did, Maud. This might be a perfect opportunity for her."
Maud nodded in understanding, "Do you have any fears that she might kill herself trying to make up for her past?"
Marble shook her head.
"Then she should be alright, Sunset seems like the kind of person who would stick up for what she believes in, but she seems to be smart enough to know some of her limits."
Marble only nodded in agreement.
"The only way she would get involved in this was if she enlisted, and from what I heard, it doesn't seem like Sunset has any plans on enlisting. None of her friends, including our sister, have made any plans on enlisting." Maud paused to let what she said sink in. "Either way, mom told us that if a person has a purpose, it is never a good idea to keep them from it. Marble, if she truly wants to follow this path, there isn't a way to keep her here and for both of you to remain happy."
Marble simply nodded back. Maud rubbed her back as she continued her words of comfort.
"Marble, just don't worry about it. You'll figure it out when you get to it. Just remember, whatever happens, it's her choice, don't let it get in the way of what you have. Better?"
Marble nodded, smiling, as she nuzzled into her sister's comforting embrace.
“I’m enlisting in the army” Sunset announced, not cutting eye contact with the meek and former Amish. Those five words sent Marble into a spiral of panic, as a thousand thoughts a minute ran through her mind.
“W-Why?” Marble croaked out. “I thought they said the war in Vietnam was coming to an end.”
Sunset cupped Marble’s jawline as she continued to stare into her eyes while they sat on the bed, nearly shivering from the freezing winters of Oregon, the grey, blockading clouds creating a mournful atmosphere. “Did you remember that I mentioned how I came from another country before I came here?”
Marble nodded. Sunset then followed up on that question, "Have you heard what's been going on in Vietnam?"
Marble nodded again, who didn't know? Word had been passed down the grapevine after the latest news broadcast of how a little country halfway across the world named South Vietnam discovered a portal leading into undiscovered worlds and was now fighting a war there. She stammered out quickly as she tried to wipe away tears, “But you don’t look Vietnamese.”
“I’m not, but this new territory that the Vietnamese found, Equestria, that’s where I came from Marble. It’s my home, my friends, my family, even if they were horrible, Princess Twilight, they’re all in danger, I can’t leave them to rot in Tartarus. Did you see the news bulletins on TV?” Sunset explained as her smile slowly collapsed into a small frown.
Marble shook her head, “I’ve only heard from some of the older people around the town.”
“You should’ve seen it, Marble, there were slaves everywhere, most of them couldn’t even stand, and most of them were broken. I can’t just sit there, Marble.” Sunset stroked Marble’s tears away. “I just can’t. I’m sorry.”
“I-I understand Sunset, if there’s a wrong that needs to be right, god knows you will fight.” Marble bitterly smiled, “It’s one of the reasons why I love you.”
Sunset glumly smiled back, tears starting to well in her eyes. “I’ll promise to write to you while I’m in boot camp.”
“You’ll have to be careful though, I heard the army kicks out people like us.”
Sunset nodded, “I know, I will. As long as I’m not open about it, I’ll be fine.”
“H-How long will you be gone?” Marble meekly whispered.
“I have six week’s training, then I’ll be back for a day or two, then I’ll be shipped out after that.” Sunset replied, her face melting into another frown as she saw Marble’s crying intensify. She wrapped her arms around Marble, and rubbed her back, letting her nuzzle into the enveloping warmth. They stayed together throughout the night, making the best out of the remaining time they had. Why did she have to do this? Marble thought. What does she want to prove?
It rained the day Sunset left. As the thunder and lightning roared, flowers were in bloom, the birds were singing, and the green was slowly returning to Canterlot the day that Sunset waited on the bus. She was clad in her WAC’s uniform, Sergeant’s chevrons stitched onto her sleeves. She had been kept behind for another month due to her selection into the advisor program. Over that period, she learned skills in gathering intelligence, and in the language and cultures of the Vietnamese people.
It had been momentous the day Sunset returned home from basic training. With her were her orders of deployment to Vietnam. Pinkie wasted no time in organizing a farewell party the previous night to give her final goodbyes. She received gifts, ranging from pastries (Pinkie) to toilet paper and personal care items (Rarity) to a full-on novel “just to pass the time” (Twilight). She received hugs, and kisses (the latter being dominated by Marble), and dozens of tearful speeches as the night pressed on, after all the dancing. Sunset spent her final night with Marble safe in her arms.
“Be sure to write back to me, you hear?” Sunset interjected, breaking Marble’s train of thought. Marble nodded in response.
“And god be with you so you may return to me safely.” Marble replied back. She fiddled with her pockets, and after several minutes, pulled out a velvet black box. “This is for you, something to remember me by.” She said plainly, a slight red tint slowly appearing.
Sunset accepted the box with the grace of a thousand swans, and opened it. Her face suddenly morphed into an awestruck expression.
Inside was a plain, silver ring, and stuffed in the lid, was a black and white picture of both Sunset and Marble, taken by Pinkie, both smiling, barefoot, and in swimsuits, with the beach in its black glory.
“Marble, this is wonderful.” Sunset whispered in a dazed haze.
“You’ll have something to prove by besides what you’re fighting for. You’ll have someone to come home to when this is all over. Just please don’t do this for glory Sunset, or do it with an assumption that you need to die for your sins.”
Sunset peacefully grinned, “I’m not serving to prove anything, I’m doing it so you don’t have to be scared, so I don’t see my home in shambles again. I promise I’ll take you to Equestria when this is all over. I promise.”
“Pinkie promise?” Marble eloquently whispered.
“Cross my heart, and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” Sunset giggled back, gesturing to sticking a frosted pastry into her eye. Marble followed suit, swearing over her dear sister’s name.
Sunset reached out, and held onto Marble’s hand, fingers intertwining, grasping in final desperation. The holding turned into a full-on hug, as Marble took a deep breath and memorized Sunset’s scent. They finally let go as the PA system broke the silence. Sunset picked up her duffel bag, and slowly inched away from Marble Pie.
“I’ll see you again, someday.”
“I hope so.”
Sunset kept her arm outstretched, the only thing connecting them being two hands. “I love you Marble, and I always will.”
“I love you too. Godspeed, Sunset.” Marble said, tearing up as she let go of Sunset’s hand.
“I’ll be home before you know it. Just keep your hopes up, Marble.” Sunset said in calm resolution. She turned to board the bus, and then whirled back again to give a subtle wave.
And just like that, Sunset was gone.
Marble stared at the pony plushy she won with Sunset, slowly recalling more peaceful times. I wonder where Sunset is now? She must be in California by now. She thought. She reminisced of all the times Sunset made her laugh. Of times when she cried. Of times where she made her heart aflutter. Those were great times, times I will always cherish, in life and in death, and should she perish. Marble thought wistfully as she looked from the plushie, back to her Bible, and whispered her prayer. Chirping quickly broke her train of thought, she looked outside, and saw in forlorn recognition a familiar sight in the pouring rain.
There stood the dove, in all its graceful glory. There was no branch in its mouth, and it was cooing softly, and mournfully
Author's Note
And there we have it, ladies and gentlemen, after a crud-long delay in publishing, and with the contest over, I can finally bring this out. I’d like to thank Oroboro for providing a catalyst where we can write our Sunset ships. I didn’t win the contest, but I’ve had fun writing this.
In fact, as mentioned, there are a lot of things that I’d want to write with this concept, see how it goes. If you want to see what happens to Sunset on her deployment to Vietnam, and eventually Equestria, or you just like military historical dramas, there’s this fic...eventually... Otherwise, keep on the lookout for more Amish Sunset/Marble goodness. Until then, see you in country.
