Rarity's Colt: Snickers's Harmony Trials
Finding a Voice
Load Full StoryNext ChapterSnickers sat in his bedroom leaning against the bed at the Carousel Boutique, listening to the adult mares talking downstairs. He leaned against the doorframe and sighed for the fortieth time since he got home after running from the room and dodging around injured ponies and hospital staff. He didn’t know how, but when Fluttershy joined in the argument combined with Twilight’s magic tingling across his head, he had had enough.
He managed to slip his way out of the hospital, but was caught and tossed into the air by Rainbow Dash, who didn’t seem to mind his screaming or the weight of now two foals on her while still in the air.
It had been twenty minutes since he lost the ability to understand ponies, but he tried to listen to the talk, regardless.
“What do you mean you can’t understand this, Rainbow Dash?” Rarity said to her hovering friend.
“It’s not that I don’t understand, but I don’t get how it happened, stop being a bitch about this, Rarity,” Rainbow replied.
Rarity gasped as the other four mares stood or sat around the showroom with Fluttershy standing guard at the base of the stairs, wings open as though to protect Snickers from anything he may hear or ponies intent on seeing him at the moment.
Rarity placed a foreleg to her forehead. “Rainbow Dash, how rude of you to say such a thing to me in a trying time like this.”
Rainbow landed with a thud on the floor and stomped towards the dramatic white mare. “How dare I? How dare I?! How dare you,” Rainbow poked Rarity in the chest so hard it certainly left a bruise, “you suck! All that colt needs is a mother and you’re acting like a prissy filly that’s better than him.”
Rarity shoved Rainbow. “I am better than him. I’m older and wiser, not to mention--”
The two mares’s mouths were closed by purple magic. Twilight stood between the group and the front door. “That’s enough, you two. You’re going to start saying things you’ll regret and this isn’t the time for that. We need to find a way to help Snickers, the doctors didn’t get a chance to look at him because Rainbow thought he was better and took him straight here.
“My magic didn’t detect anything off the second time I scanned him, but that was incomplete and I’m not sure I should after what happened the first time.” Rarity gave Twilight a scathing glare. “And I only did it the second time under duress. Rarity, you threw me into a wall! If I didn’t have a ward protecting myself from falls you could have seriously injured me.”
Pinkie raised a foreleg slowly, but was ignored.
Rarity’s horn flashed and her mouth was freed. “You had every right to go through that wall, Twilight. How could you hurt him, my precious little colt? You know how special colts are, why would you even risk that?”
Twilight nickered and stomped a hind hoof on the floor. “I didn’t know that would happen! I wouldn’t do that to any foal, not only because of their gender, but because of everything that’s wrong with it. You have no right to attack me over an accidental magic mishap any more than you can punish me for trying to fix it before he ran off.”
Pinkie held her foreleg higher and waved it. “What, Pinkie?” Rarity and Twilight shouted in unison.
“I was just wondering why we’re leaving him alone while all this is going on. Shouldn’t he be surrounded by love and attention right now?” Pinkie asked.
Rarity shook her head. “He has no reason to hear us shouting like this, he’s better off alone to think about his issues right now.”
“Rarity,” Fluttershy shouted aghast and flew beside Rainbow, who was pawing at her muzzle to get the magic off. Twilight noticed and cancelled her spell giving the blue mare a sheepish apologetic look. “How can you say such a thing about Snickers? I’ll be right back, you stay right here, Missy.”
Fluttershy gave a small stare at Rarity that rooted Rarity’s hind hooves to the spot. Fluttershy flew away and ran up the stairs to see Snickers and his herdmates in his room, then smiled a small smile knowing he wasn’t alone right now.
Fluttershy returned to the room at a fast glide and landed with a hoof length between Rarity’s muzzle and her own. “I’m going to advise that Snickers not live with you anymore, Rarity.”
Rainbow nodded. “Me, too.”
Rarity stumbled back from the pegasi looking down at her. “Wh-what? Why?!”
Fluttershy growled in the back of her throat, getting a fearful reaction from the rest of the room. “You have to ask why, Rarity?” Fluttershy started walking towards Rarity and Rarity stood, taking a step away in time with Fluttershy. “From what I’ve heard; you ignore him most of the time, you only worry about breakfast and supper for feeding him, you don’t talk with him only at him, you choose work over spending time with him,” Fluttershy had backed Rarity to the wall, “and you’ve stopped using your silencing enchantments in your room, haven’t you?”
Rarity gulped and thought for a second, wanting to face hoof at forgetting something so simple. Instead, Rarity nodded as Fluttershy stared down at her. “Rarity,” Fluttershy said in the coldest voice they’d ever heard her use, “how many times do you masturbate in a day?”
The other mares blushed at the question, but were very curious where the conversation was going since it didn’t seem to be a fun line of talk. Even Rainbow only managed a smirk.
"Fluttershy, that's hardly a question a lady would be asked or answered. "
Twilight sighed. "Just answer, please. I understand it's embarrassing, but you've got friends here and all of us do it; ti can trust us to not share your answer."
Rarity shrugged a little. "Maybe a couple times." She fell to her belly when Fluttershy opened her wings and hovered over her. Fluttershy growled again, this time in anger. “Yesterday? At least four times, the day before, Snickers heard you three times. The day before that,” Fluttershy lowered herself back to the floor and leaned closely to Rarity, “five.”
The other mares in the room were aghast at the frequency at first, then their expressions turned sour. “Wait, woah woah, woah… wait. Hold on,” Pinkie waved her forelegs frantically, “so Rarity gets that much action in a day when we all probably get that much in week, combined?”
Applejack stepped in front of Pinkie. “What Ah think Pinkie’s tryin’ ta say fer all of us is… are you outta yer darned mind?!” Applejack stomped three paces closer to Rarity and Fluttershy stepped aside looking worried. “Ya mean ta tell me that ya do that nasty personal business with foals around, hearin’ ya every slap and smack of the way?”
Pinkie draped a foreleg over Applejack’s withers. “Oh? And how do you know what sounds she makes?” Pinkie asked slyly. She bounced on her bottom when she was shoved away by Applejack. Applejack looked at Twilight intently, who was still blushing and cleared her throat before answering for Applejack.
“The night of my first sleepover ever, Applejack and I were taking some time to tell stories about being fillies and a baking experience we’d had…” Twilight looked anxiously between Rarity and Applejack, “then we heard Rarity in the bathroom. At first it was funny and we teased her about it, but then before bed she did it again and it was still pretty funny,” Twilight slumped, “then there was a fight over the blankets.
“Rarity took another bathroom break and we heard her again…” Twilight looked at Applejack, who rolled her hoof to continue, “Rarity, Applejack and I counted seven times that night. Once was when Applejack went to the bathroom, too."
Applejack likes at Twilight in shock. "Ya didn't tell me that!"
Twilight ignored her friend's outburst and troubled look. "We’re worried about you and how you cope with stress, and that you’re not ready to be a mother figure to anypony… or a guardian to your sister, Sweetie Belle.”
Rarity started to cry, her mascara running down her cheeks. “Th-that sleepover was months ago… why would you bring this up now of all times?”
Twilight, Applejack, and Pinkie’s mouths went slack. Rainbow growled and scraped her hoof along the carpet, and Fluttershy snapped her attention back to Rarity. “Are you fucking serious, Rarity?” Rainbow Dash shouted getting gasps from the mares in the room. “You stick your named dildo under your tail when you could be doing anything to make that little colt’s life better.”
Fluttershy placed a hoof on Rainbow's shoulder. "Rainbow, please watch your language.”
Fluttershy used her wing to force Rainbow back and stepped up. “You’re a terrible mare for using sex to distract yourself from your responsibilites and if I have anything to say about it; you’ll spend a year with a therapist before you act as a guardian again.”
Twilight stepped closer. “Now, Fluttershy; aren’t you talking a bit harshly to Rarity here?”
Fluttershy glared at Twilight with eyes ready to burst into tears. “Are you okay with how she’s parenting Snickers? The most care I’ve actually seen her give him is when she threw you into a wall,” Fluttershy sniffled and backed away, finding Pinkie’s chest the closest and buried her face in her pink coat.
Pinkie held Fluttershy and narrowed her eyes at Rarity. “He passed out twice today, did you even ask why? Even a commenter earlier cared enough to bring it up and you didn't even act like Snickers mattered more than your floppy friend.”
Rarity’s eyebrow twitched as she was about to ask who commented and when, but passed it off as one of the many things she missed through the day. “I just thought the first time he was pretending to get out of school. It’s his first day, after all, and they can be quite stressful,” Rarity replied and started to get up.
Fluttershy wept quietly and hugged Pinkie back.
“Rarity, that’s really messed up,” Rainbow said and scoffed. “I work with foals to make them more awesome, but parents with your attitude make it almost impossible because you undermine my work instead of support it. How’s he gonna feel awesome if he’s alone and had to be reminded of his fucked up past, hearing you scream and orgasm all over the place then let him run around without any guidance?”
Rarity had nothing to say and couldn’t say much being the center of everypony’s ire while the foals were upstairs; she chose to cry as a response.
**++**
The window rapped and Snickers looked over to see Apple Bloom waving at him to open it. Snickers didn’t have a problem with not being alone so he went and opened the window and helped four fillies into the room, surprised to see Silver Spoon second to last in. Scootaloo hugged Snickers. “I’m sorry, Snickers. I was really over the line trying what I did.
“Rainbow Dash said you were right and this is only my first real herd with a stal- colt in it and we’re not ready to be adults.”
“What’re ya talkin’ about, Scootaloo? What’d ya do?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Nothing you need to worry about, right, Snickers?”
The fillies looked at him and waited for a response.
“Oh my gosh, you blank flanks are just so rude to him he doesn’t even want to talk to you anymore,” Silver Spoon said with a roll of her eyes.
“No we’re not,” Sweetie said with a squeak of her voice, “he’s a great nephew and colt in our club and herd, right, Snickers?”
Snickers looked between them and said nothing.
Apple Bloom snorted quietly. “Look, whatever happened ta ya, Snickers, we’re here ta help ya. Silver Spoon and Sweetie said ya had more problems than Ah knew about, but yer home now and Silver Spoon has somethin’ she wants ta ask ya if ya don’t mind.”
Silver Spoon’s ears raised again after hearing Apple Bloom talking grated on her nerves. “Yeah, if you can even listen, or whatever. Look, I think you’re really neat, and strong, and cute, and you give me funny feelings in my tummy, and even though you beat me and Diamond Tiara up and kicked your poo at us and made me puke and it was, like, the grossest thing in my life…” Silver looked at the floor blushing, “I wanna be in your herd, or even make a new one and choose who we let in.”
Silver Spoon glanced up at Snickers who blinked at her. “Well,” Silver Spoon asked said, “you’re alpha, am I in?”
Scootaloo called Snickers’s name and noticed he didn’t respond until she poked him in the side. “Snickers, did you go deaf or something?”
Sweetie gasped and moved between Silver Spoon and Snickers pointing to her mouth. “Can you understand me? Oh no,” Sweetie whimpered at Snickers. “You’d better not be pranking me or I’ll do something really mean.”
“” Snickers said in an unknown language to the fillies. He smirked coyly and Silver Spoon rolled her eyes.
“Like, whatever. He’s just talking jabberish. He can understand us just fine,” Silver Spoon said waving at Snickers. “Hey, stop playing around and answer me, please.”
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“Uh, Sweetie Belle,” Apple Bloom asked, “He’s okay, right? Them faintin’ spells didn’t scramble his brains, did they?” She reached to touch Snickers’s head and was deflected by his foreleg in a sweeping gesture and shake of his head.
“” Snickers said and glanced at Scootaloo.
Scootaloo’s ears drooped. “Oh, I think he’s upset at me.”
“Don’t go talkin’ all crazy, Scoots. He ain’t got a reason ta be. Now, let’s try’n figure this all out,” Apple Bloom said and then tapped her chin looking the colt from his head to his forehooves as though that would help them communicate. “Hey, Snickers, can ya say yer name?”
Snickers looked between the fillies looking at him and raised an eyebrow. “
“Well, that didn’t work like you thought it would,” Silver Spoon said snidely, “big surprise.”
“Hey, you asked to come see Snickers and we said it was okay,” Scootaloo said sternly to the grey filly, “that doesn’t mean you get to talk mean to us.”
“Ugh, like, whatever,” Silver Spoon scoffed and raised her snout, “like you’d even understand. Why don’t you ask Sweetie Belle why Diamond Tiara and I are only half as rude as you’ve ever been?”
The fillies looked at Sweetie, who felt the weight of the earlier conversation and realization on her again. She looked between the others and stopped at Snickers, who glanced at Silver Spoon. Sweetie spent the next three minutes retelling Silver Spoon’s story about Diamond Tiara’s party and the hurt the CMC caused Diamond and Silver Spoon that day.
Snickers climbed onto the bed and listened to Sweetie’s voice and between the words he tried to figure out what they were saying. It was the minor equine noises everypony made that kept throwing him off the rails of figuring out a single sentence beyond educated guesswork.
“...and that’s why they’re mean to us,” Sweetie finished. She was looking morosely at the floor, Apple Bloom was looking at the wall and pouting, and Scootaloo was slightly frowning.
“Oh, c’mon!” Scootaloo shouted and got a noticeable snerk from Snickers. “She’s obviously lying, there’s no way we were anything like that at Diamond’s cuteninera. She’s just going for sympathy points now.”
Apple Bloom sniffled. “No, Scootaloo. Think about it, she’s right. We took the show and Ah remember seein’ Diamond mopin’ around until I left with Sweetie here. Ah thought it was funny and Diamond gettin’ her just desserts, but Ah never thought of it like they did. Ah can’t believe we really ruined not only a party, but a cutie mark party.”
“That’s crazy talk, Apple Bloom.” Scootaloo said and stomped in place petulantly getting a quiet laugh from the colt again. “We’re not the bad guys, they are. They’ve always been mean and rude to us, don’t you remember?”
Sweetie and Apple Bloom nodded and the conversation continued while Snickers watched and listened.
Due to the translation being lost, Snickers heard certain noises that he’d never noticed. Most notable was that Scootaloo would bawk like a large chicken when she exclaimed something. It brought a bit more joy every time he heard it, and he also heard it from Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash downstairs, too.
While the fillies talked, Snickers went back to the doorway and listened to the mares. They were heatedly talking about something and it sounded like what he imagined a real barn to sound like until they all fell silent. Snickers heard Fluttershy’s voice and Rarity crying but couldn’t even make out a real sound because their voices were so low.
A hoof on his back made Snickers jump and look back to see a concerned Silver Spoon looking at him. She pushed her glasses up her muzzle and sniffed at him, bringing her muzzle close to his and huffing at him. He looked over when Scootaloo squaked and ran over to Silver Spoon to start scolding her.
Snickers rolled his eyes and leaned against the wall, watching the fillies nicker, whinney, and speak at one another with growing volume until Apple Bloom stepped between them and forced them apart. This is really fucked up. Thanks, Death; I really needed all this. Snickers groused. He heard the distinct sound of Rarity crying loudly and looked back to the arguing group of fillies.
***
Rarity wiped her eyes and sniffled wetly, taking another tissue from the box Twilight had given her. “Honestly, darlings, I had no idea. I just thought…” Rarity looked at her friends who bore different reactions, thankfully none of them angry anymore. “I don’t know, when I was a filly I was sent out to play and learn.
“My father would cook breakfast and supper and that was the most I’d see of them for the day. As for my physical needs,” Rarity looked at the floor and whined to herself, “I admit I’m addicted to masturbation. Laugh, make merry of my issue, but since I was young masturbation has been one of the best forms of stress relief I’ve had.
“Working as I do, maintaining a business starting at the age of nine with little training or help in management,” she looked at her friends and was at least pleased that none of them were smiling mockingly at her, “moving into this horrid place and making it lovely as a reflection of what I aspired to become.
“And now look at me. I’m a single mare of twelve, I essentially raise my little sister with no help and treat her the same way I was treated,” Rarity started to sob through clenched eyes, “I masturbate sometimes every hour, and I’m a parent to a precious little colt that I’ve added on to my troubles and stress.
“I tried to handle everything by myself because… I… I don’t know how to ask for help,” Rarity finally broke again and started crying. When she felt a body touch hers she latched onto it and started to cry openly. The mares were confused, but happy to see Snickers had come downstairs and was holding Rarity and letting her cry on him.
“I’m a failure as a pony,” Rarity sobbed and whined, “I’m a terrible mother and I don’t know what to do!”
Twilight was the first to move and join the hug, followed by the others with Rainbow and Fluttershy last, wrapping their wings over the entire huddle. “
Rarity gasped and coughed from inhaling snot and spit as she pushed back and looked at the colt. “S-sn-snickers? What’re you doing here?” Snickers looked back with empathetic sorrow at Rarity. “Oh, my darling little colt… I’m so, so sorry I’ve been so horrid to you,” Rarity moved close and pressed her forehead to his, “I… don’t know what to do.”
Fluttershy brushed her wing along Rarity’s back. “Rarity, you don’t have to ask; we’re all here for you and Snickers.”
Rainbow hovered over the group and looked down at Rarity who had backed her head from Snickers’s. “Yeah, I can help you manage the math and orders since it’s just like weather management and I’m the best there is at managing the weather in Ponyville!”
Twilight spoke up next. “And I can help you learn how to manage your time between work, personal, and family time.”
“Ah’m willin’ ta help ya do any heavy liftin’, organizin’, or even sellin’, what with years of sellin’ apples under my hat,” Applejack offered.
Pinkie giggled. “I can give you snacks and cupcakes to keep up your energy for your work.”
Fluttershy was the first to hug Rarity. “And I’ll help you cope with the stress you have and maybe find a better way to feel better that doesn’t involve Mister Ed.”
It was the sincerity that Fluttershy said her piece that got Rarity to laugh and sob. “Y-you girls… you’re the best friends a mare could have, I… I’d be honored to accept your help as long as I can help you however I can in return,” she blew her nose into another tissue loudly just over Snickers’s head.
“
“Well,” Rainbow said, then laughed, “he gets mad when boogers fly over his head. That’s pretty normal.”
Applejack bit Rainbow’s tail and tugged hard to bring the flying mare to the ground. Applejack looked into Rainbow’s face. “Don’t ya even start encouragin’ that talk from my future brother-in-law. He’s gonna learn manners from my sis and he’ll be the perfect stallion to bring more hooves to the farm.”
Rarity glared at Applejack. “Pardon me? Are you saying you’re going to force my little gem into your family?”
Twilight took that moment to interject herself. “That being said, we have to start figuring out the language issue happening here. There has to be a logical reason as to why Snickers can’t speak Ponish anymore.”
Pinkie appeared beside Snickers with a magnifying glass, looking at him with a giant eye from his perspective. Snickers yelped and fell away. “Yeah, he seems to be talking in a language that isn’t Ponish… why might that be, young colt? Why aren’t you talking Ponish, who sent you, and what is your quest?!”
Pinkie was lifted away from Snickers surrounded by a purple aura of magic. “That’s not helping, Pinkie! Let’s try basics,” Twilight said and sat a body length from Snickers and tapped her chest. “I’m Twilight. Twi-light. Can you say my name? Twi-light?”
Snickers looked at her and followed her motions, then it clicked.
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Snickers realized Twilight was saying her name and grinned, nodding. He pointed at her and said her name. “Twilight.”
Twilight cocked her head then shook it. <”No, say my name in Ponish. Twi-light,>” she said and pointed to herself, her mouth, then Snickers.
Snickers suddenly felt nervous. The words seemed repeatable, but there was a sound he wasn’t sure he could make. He tapped his throat and hummed, feeling the vibrations. He said several words at random, then decided to try to neigh just for the heck of it. The sound he made was spot on for what he’d heard sporadically through the various conversations throughout the day so far, but the looks he got from the mares was total confusion.
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Twilight shrugged. “”
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Snickers felt proud he could at least manage what he did and it seemed to have had an effect. He pointed to Twilight. “
Rainbow fell over laughing and the others giggled, even Rarity through her quiet crying. Twilight blushed and frowned at Rainbow Dash. “
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Snickers watched the reaction and hoped he could repeat it, it was always nice to make others laugh. “
Twilight, confused and growing angry, lit her horn. “
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Fluttershy tried to keep her laughter quiet, but a loud giggle would get past her hoof every so often. Snickers looked at the gathering and decided to be serious. “Okay, enough messing around. Ahem…
Rainbow, still laughing, rolled to her hooves and held her hoof out to him. “
Rainbow’s face blushed to her ears when she felt Applejack press her orange body against Rainbow’s blue and then lean in to whisper into Rainbow’s ear in a sultry voice. “
Rarity watched Applejack teasing Rainbow and giggled when Rainbow grinned and fell over silently, twitching her hind leg at the thought of what had just happened and what she’d be thinking of later that night; the voice was going to be the fuel on Rainbow’s fire, for certain.
Rarity hugged Snickers to her body and rested her jaw on his head, humming quietly. “<Little colt, you’re full of surprises, aren’t you?”
Snickers looked at Rarity’s white coat and touched her chest to get her attention. “Hey, how do I say your name?”
Rarity looked at him and then tapped her chest. “
Snickers shook his head and gulped quietly looking bashful. He tapped his chest and then her head, getting a grin. “
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Rarity’s lips quivered and she hugged him tightly. “
Rainbow rolled to her belly and looked at the mare hugging the colt. “
“” Rarity said nuzzling Snickers.
There was a flash and click from Pinkie Pie taking a picture. “
Snickers hummed contentedly. “This is nice, even if I don’t know what you’re talking about, this is still nice.”
***
“Oh yeah? What about you, Scootaloo?” Sweetie said looking at her friend. “Why don’t you get over him? You obviously wanna dam his foal, but it’s not gonna happen, so grow up!”
Scootaloo gasped, Apple Bloom bit the inside of her cheek, and Silver Spoon stood back and pleasantly watched the argument.
“How can you say that? I want more than to carry his foals, you… stinky head.”
“Stinky?” Sweetie’s horn sparked. “I am not, you’re a twisty tail butt.”
Apple Bloom stood between them. “Now girls, this ain’t solvin’ anything. Point is, Snickers is the herd alpha and we’re still foals. Not one of us is carryin’ foals any time soon and the soonest is me next year since Ah’m the oldest,” she puffed her chest a little and stepped back so her friends could look at her.
“So, what’re you saying, Apple Bloom?” Scootaloo asked with restrained anger in her voice.
Apple Bloom waved her outstretched forelegs. “Woah, Ah’m not sayin’ Ah’m gonna take him on my back. Just that foalin’ don’t need ta be rushed.”
Suddenly, Scootaloo’s demeanor switched to happiness. “Oh, so we can still practice and get the good tingles then?”
The other fillies in the room looked at Scootaloo. “You mean like when we tickle our tails?” Sweetie asked.
Scootaloo blushed and looked away. “Yeah, that’s what I meant… but maybe if he does more then he won’t leave us and will want to be there when we need him to cuddle with and sleep with every night.”
Silver Spoon scoffed. “Whatever, you can’t make a colt like him do what you want. He has to be tamed,” Silver and Scootaloo looked at the doorway Snickers had left through. “And I’ll be the one to show him what an alpha mare is like by giving him stuff none of you ever could,” Silver flipped her braid up and let it fall on the other side of her back.
“Psh, like what? Eye glasses and a mane style?” Sweetie said sharply.
“No, I’m rich,” Silver Spoon replied and humphed. “I can give him anything he could ever want, and all he has to do is be my stallion and we can walk through the meadows and have picnics, go swimming, lay side by side with our ears touching while we watch the sunset over the lake…” Silver Spoon sighed dreamily at the same time Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle did.
“Ah’d like that too.”
Sweetie blinked while still imagining. “Yeah, dreamy.”
“Hey, you can’t like him, Sweetie Belle,” Scootaloo scolded, “you’re family and can’t be all sappy with him.”
“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do, Scootaloo,” Sweetie said back, “besides, he’s not really family and he’s cute! What am I supposed to do, Scootaloo?” Sweetie sat and held a hoof to her head. “He’s so cuddly and loves to hold me when we’re sleeping. He talks nice to me all the time, he shares his snacks with me… I don’t know how to feel about him because it’s just confusing.”
Apple Bloom wrapped a foreleg around Sweetie Belle. “Don’t fret none. We’re here ta help ya through this. When Snickers learns ta talk again, and if he lets Silver Spoon inta the herd, then we’ll have her here, too,” Apple Bloom looked pointedly at Silver Spoon, “and she’d better be good either way ‘cuz she knows what happens when Snickers gets mad at bullies.”
Silver Spoon rubbed her tummy and felt a cramp at the mention of what Snickers could do, remembering her first tussle that ended so horribly for her. “Yeah, whatever. I’ll do what I have to just to be near him… even if it means I have to be around two of you that I can’t stand.”
Scootaloo stuck her tongue out at Silver Spoon. “You’re the biggest butt in the world, you can’t stop being stinky and he won’t like you, ever.”
Silver Spoon rolled her eyes and moved to join the group. “I disagree, you’re not only the biggest butt, but you’ve got a case of ‘xactly disease’ that can’t be cured.”
“What’s ‘xactly disease’?” Scootaloo asked.
Silver smirked. “It’s when your face looks ‘xactly’ like your butt; tragic, but true.”
Apple Bloom and Sweetie snerked and then giggled. “Ah’m sorry… Ah’m sorry, Scootaloo. But that was pretty good. Ya gotta admit.”
Scootaloo clenched her teeth behind closed lips. “You’re a little booty booger eater, Silver Spoon. That’s tragic, too.”
Silver Spoon held a hoof to her chest. “Me? It’s better to be that than a hoof nibbling fart factory.”
“That was because I ate supper with Rainbow Dash and she puts hot sauce in her beans!” Scootaloo said in her defense.
“So what?” Silver Spoon shouted back. “You had to sit between me and Diamond Tiara at school the next day? You could have at least stood by the door or gone home sick,” Silver’s eyes looked into a dark memory. “It was the stinkiest morning ever and everypony suffered, nopony got away from that.”
Scootaloo blushed and looked away.
“In her defense,” Sweetie said, “we got to go home after an hour of class that day.”
Silver looked over the rim of her glasses at Sweetie Belle. “It lingered for two days. That’s two days we had to remember spicy bean burrito butt’s toxic clouds whistling out of her big stinky butt factory of stinkiness.” Silver Spoon said flatly. “Did you like those days?”
Apple Bloom cleared her throat. “Ah don’t wanna be a bug in ya’lls ear, but maybe we should think of a way ta help Snickers talk again?”
"Oh, come on, Dork-saders, he'll be fine. A colt with his body tone is more than tough enough to shake off some magic messing with his brain."
"Oh, c'mon! Stop trying to be so obvious; you're into my colt, aren't you?" Scootaloo challenged Silver Spoon. "Well he's gonna choose me over you because I'm the best choice."
Apple Bloom moved between Silver Spoon and Scootaloo. "Ah'm gettin' tired of stoppin' y'all girls fightin'. Snickers's ain't property any more than y'all are. So stop talkin' like he is. Ah swear, Ah’m too young fer this nonsense… we all are!” Apple Bloom said loudly and looked left and right to the arguing fillies fuming to her sides.
Scootaloo and Silver Spoon kept eye contact. “He’s not yours or mine then,” Silver Spoon raised her snout and looked away, “we’ll just have to either share him or not.”
Scootaloo looked at the window, still frustrated. “Fine, whatever… thanks, Apple Bloom for… whatever.”
“Sure thing,” Apple Bloom said and stepped back to stand beside Sweetie. “See, it ain’t so bad talkin’ yer--” Apple Bloom turned around and face hoofed at the two fillies wrestling on the floor.
“He’s gonna choose me.”
“No, me!”
“He’s not yours to make choose.”
“Ow! You’re never gonna be in our -eep- herd!”
“Yes I -oof- will.”
“Gyaa!”
“Eeeee!”
“
He whimpered, gingerly touched his muzzle, then broke into tears crying like a hurt foal would and should under all his stress and turmoil. Silver Spoon and Scootaloo stood side by side and backed away in shame while Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle backed away, unsure of how to handle a crying colt in this way; none of them had ever caused a colt to cry.
“
Muffled hoofsteps thudded to the room; Fluttershy and Rarity rushed to Snickers. Fluttershy held him in her forelegs where he turned so his cheek was pressing to into her chest fluff while Rarity, having seen his muzzle and the scratch on it, brought the frog of her hoof to Snickers’s other cheek.
“What happened, girls?” Rarity asked and looked back to the fillies with worry.
Apple Bloom spoke up. “W-we were wrestlin’ and o-one’a us accidentally slapped him cuz he th-though we were f-fightin’.” She grinned weakly.
Rarity looked at Apple Bloom deadpan. “Your dishonesty is rivaled only by your sister, Applejack, darling. However, I at least understand now. Fluttershy, dear, is he going to be alright?”
Fluttershy was holding him like a yearling; between both forelegs and looking down on him with the softest and most gentle expression. “Yes, he’ll be fine. It’s just a little scratch,” Fluttershy looked at the fillies. “This is why we don’t fight, girls. Do you remember why he’s so precious, why hurting him could cause so many problems?”
The fillies to either side of the mares nodded with their eyes cast down and their ears droopy. “Yes, Miss Fluttershy,” they said in unison.
Snickers’s cries whittled down to weeping and sniffles and Fluttershy sat down. “Come here, girls,” Fluttershy said and waited for the CMC plus Silver Spoon to hurry over and look at Snickers. He was almost asleep and the way he looked brought an ‘aww’ from every female in the room that got a flinch and ear twitch from Snickers just before he crossed into slumber.
“He’s the most cutest and adorablest sleeper and the hunkiest colt when he’s awake,” Silver Spoon said looking at him nuzzle closer to Fluttershy.
Scootaloo agreed. “He’s like an adorable little foal. Well, a younger one.”
Apple Bloom leaned closer and glimpsed his muzzle. “Should we get a bandaid or do we need to take him to the hospital?”
Rarity tittered with Fluttershy. “No, darlings, he’ll be fine. The best recommendation I have is for all of you to file the edges of your hooves a bit, except for the fronts of course.”
“Yes, Miss Rarity,” the girls droned and then looked at their forehooves and then sat to look at their rear hooves.
Apple Bloom tapped some frayed edges of her hind hoof. “Ah have ta agree, mine are a bit rough from the walkin’ we do.”
“Then why don’t ya wear them shoes Granny got ya for yer half-birthday last year?” Applejack asked from the doorway.
Four mares were watching the scene and walked into the room. Twilight’s horn lit and Snickers’s scratch healed. “I heard his crying from the kitchen and came running with the others; now I understand why you asked us to wait at the stairs. This is a precious moment for you, Rarity, and the fillies.
“Girls, do you understand the risk of what you could have done by hurting Snickers with your roughhousing?”
The fillies hesitantly shook their heads.
“Girls, let me tell you a story…” Twilight started and sat down, “about the Day of One Thousand Sorrows, a terrible time in our history that almost ended us all.”
Author's Note
Eep, such harsh language.
Such uncouth topics.
I need more popcorn!
Here you go! I was in the background the whole time. Nopony notices Hum Drum until it's popcorn time.
