Chapters Author's Note
Silver Belle's POV, 3rd Person
Chapter Synopsis: "Silver Belle had always been different. He never knew why. And once she realizes, he pushes it down. "
Different
Silver Belle had always felt different.
Ever since he was a foal, he'd felt... off.
He didn't like things colts would usually like - being rowdy and all - but preferred things that fillies would like - he loved modeling dresses for Rarity, loved flowers, loved singing, things that all the fillies and colts at school considered to be colt things.
He never knew why.
Until one day when he realized.
He wasn't a he.
He was a s he.
"Silver!"
Silver Belle turned around, smiling as he - she - saw one of his - her - marefriends, Scootaloo.
"Hey Scoots!" Silver exclaimed.
Scootaloo galloped over to him - her. "How was school?"
Bad, the colt - filly - thought, as always.
Ponies calling him - her - a colt and patronizing him - her - in a way one would act with colts (saying he - she - was "going to grow up to be a big, tough stallion!" or asking him - her - "how'd you help your daddy around the workplace today?").
Silver was sick of it, and it made his - her - feelings internally explode.
He - she - kept that in, however, instead saying, "Eh. Yours?"
"It was good. I'm pretty sure I aced the Math test!" Scootaloo exclaimed triumphantly.
"Will Bloom be here soon?" Silver asked.
Before Scootaloo could respond, a familiar country accented voice exclaimed, "Ah'm comin' y'all!"
Both of them turned, smiling as they saw their remaining marefriend.
"Hey AB!" Scootaloo exclaimed, half hugging her marefriend.
"Hay Scoots, Silves." Apple Bloom said. "Whaday'all wanna do today?"
"Model dresses for Rarity!" Silver blurted out.
Both of his - her - marefriends looked at him - her, clearly dumbfounded.
"Are ya feelin' alright Silver?" Apple Bloom asked. "Yer a colt, remember?"
Silver reluctantly nodded. "Y - Yeah, I just thought, well, y'know, the school's holding a winter's ball and, well, I knew we'd all, uh, go so I figured we should model outfits!"
"You're a colt, though," Scootaloo said, "wouldn't you wear a, y'know, tux ?"
"I want to try something new!" Silver insisted.
"Well ah don't see anythin' wrong with it," Apple Bloom shrugged, "Scoots, ah'll meet ya at Carousel Boutique at... 5'o clock?"
"Sounds good!" Scootaloo exclaimed. "See you there! Bye Silves!"
Silver nodded as his - her - marefriends galloped off, leaving him - her - all alone with his - her - thoughts.
What was with his - her - needless internal correcting of his - her - pronouns? Yes, he - she - hated it, but one thing was for certain.
He would always be stuck.
He would always be a colt.
He would never be a mare.
He was trapped.
"I'm home!" Silver called as he entered Carousel Boutique.
"Oh, Silver Belle, darling, great timing!" Rarity exclaimed. "I was just about to start making your marefriends' dresses for the winter's ball and your tux! Just one second!"
The white unicorn mare hummed a bit as she hovered a measuring tape over, scribbling down measurements on a notepad nearby.
"Uh, Rarity, there's something I need to tell y-"
"Whatever it is, it can wait. What color would you like? I think a light blue would look absolutely divine on you!" Rarity exclaimed. Silver just nodded along.
"Aren't tuxedos usually black?" Silver asked.
Rarity paused. "I forgot you were a colt for a second there! I'm so used to making dresses - for Diamond Tiara and my friends - that I thought you were a filly! I'm sorry!"
"Actually Rarity, that's something to do with what I have to tell you." Silver admitted.
"What is it?" Rarity asked.
Silver inhaled. Here goes...
"I'm a trans filly."
There was a silence for a moment before Rarity smiled.
"Oh, darling, that's wonderful!" Rarity exclaimed. "Have you told anypony else yet?"
"No, just you." Silver said.
"Do you have a filly name yet?" Rarity asked. "Like Belle Chime? Both sound elegant and, well, you!"
"No, I don't. But those are good suggestions." Silver added. "Honestly earlier today I just felt like I'd never truly be a mare, like I'd just be stuck as a stallion forever. I stuffed my feelings down and forced myself to feel like it was just a phase."
"Oh, darling, why-ever did you do that?" Rarity asked.
"I don't know..." Silver murmured. "I just did.
"Well I won't tell anypony you're a filly," Rarity said.
"Do you Pinkie Promise?" Silver asked.
"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye." Rarity recited, doing the motions as elegantly as she could.
"Thanks." Silver smiled a bit.
"AB and Scoots are coming at 5 to model dresses," Silver added, "just so you know."
"Thank you, darling." Rarity said. "I won't make you do your homework. It must've been stressful, coming out."
"It was..." Silver admitted.
"I understand, darling. Coming out as a lesbian* to my friends was hard to do." Rarity mused.
Silver nodded. "Well I'm going to color or something. Thanks for supporting me."
"Of course, darling. I'll call you down when Apple Bloom and Scootaloo come over." Rarity said. The transfilly nodded as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom.
"Silver Belle!" Rarity called.
"Coming!" Silver exclaimed, stumbling a bit down the stairs.
"Hey Silver!" both of her marefriends exclaimed simultaneously.
"Well," Rarity hovered over the notepad with Silver's measurements from earlier, "I have Silver's measurements, I'll just have to get you two's, okay?"
The fillies both nodded. Rarity hovered over a measuring tape, scribbling on the notepad as she got their measurements.
"Okay! Now, what color would you two like? A pink could look nice on you, Apple Bloom. Ooh, and a pale yellow for Scootaloo!" Rarity hovered over a few pieces of fabric.
"Ah'm fine with anythin' honestly." Apple Bloom shrugged. Scootaloo nodded agreement.
"Okay! I'll get started on the dresses. I still have the ones from last year's dance, and I still have the designs, I'll just modify them a bit. Oh, this will be absolutely divine !" Rarity exclaimed.
The three Crusaders watched the fashion pony work, although Scootaloo seemed a bit bored.
"Are you done yet?" she asked.
"Actually," Rarity said, twirling around, "I am! Silver's first, of course!"
Silver awkwardly approached her sister as she hovered the dress on her, sticking her tongue out to focus.
Both of her marefriends gasped, blushing intensely. Silver giggled.
"Ah thought ya'd look goofy in a dress!" Apple Bloom exclaimed. "But yer beautiful, Silver!"
"Colts don't usually look good in dresses." Scootaloo agreed.
That simple word pierced into Silver. Colt.
That's all she was, and all she'd ever be. Colt.
Suddenly feeling woozy and tired, her marefriends rushed to her side.
"Silver!" both exclaimed.
"Darling, are you alright?" Rarity asked.
"Yeah... I think I'm sick, that's all." she murmured.
The older unicorn clearly knew what was actually happening, but just nodded. "You can go and sit on the sofa, I'll finish letting these two try on their dresses."
Silver nodded, sitting on the nearby sofa, feeling naseous.
All because of a simple word.
Author's Note
Silver Belle's POV, 3rd Person
Chapter Synopsis: "Silver comes out to Rarity and then she and the other Crusaders model dresses for the winter's ball at school."
"Silver, darling?"
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo had left, and Silver was quite bored.
"Yeah Rares?" Silver asked.
"That panic attack from earlier was from dysphoria, correct?" Rarity asked.
The filly paused. "Dysphoria's what trans ponies feel when somepony calls them the wrong pronoun or they look like the opposite gender, right?"
Rarity nodded. "Correct."
"Then yeah..." the unicorn sighed, scraping her hoof against the ground. "It just... I don't know... I'm sorry..."
"It's fine," Rarity assured her.
There was a pause where the two just sat side by side, doing nothing, until Rarity spoke.
"I think you should come out to Scootaloo and Apple Bloom."
Silver's eyes widened as she stuttered. "W - what?!"
"At school tomorrow, ask to talk to them in private, and tell them you're a trans filly, just like you did with me." Rarity explained. "Everypony in town's accepting, but we all have worries about things, sweetie."
Sweetie... that word stuck in her head for some reason.
"It's a bit late now," Rarity mused, "you should go to sleep. I'll do some shopping for you - better get rid of your more masculine clothes, I suppose."
Silver chuckled and nodded, heading up the stairs.
"G'night Rares!" she called.
Celestia, I pray to you that Scootaloo and Apple Bloom will accept me...
"Silver!"
Silver turned, smiling as she saw her marefriends.
"Apple Bloom, Scootaloo! Perfect timing!" she exclaimed. "Come on! I have to talk to you! In private."
The other two Crusaders nodded as all three headed into the bushes.
"Are ya movin' out of town Silves?" Apple Bloom asked. "Ah hope not, Scoots is mighty crazy without ya."
"Hey!"
"It's true." Apple Bloom hit the pegasus with her tail. "Ah love ya regardless. Anyways, what's this 'bout?"
Taking a deep breath, Silver said the four words that would change her life, for the better or for the worse.
"I'm a trans filly."
Her marefriends were silent for a second, before Scootaloo spoke up.
"So... you identify as a girl?"
Silver nodded.
"What's a trans filly?" Apple Bloom asked. "Ah've heard of lesbian and gay and bi and pan and all those things, but not trans filly..."
"Being transgender's basically where you identify as one gender - Silver identifying as a mare - but are biologically a different sex - Silver being a colt. It's simple, really." Scootaloo explained.
"How do ya know this?" Apple Bloom asked.
"My mom's trans CtF." Scootaloo replied simply.
"CtF?" Silver asked.
"Colt to filly." Scootaloo answered. "Like you."
"Maybe I could talk to her about it..." she murmured.
"So there's a difference between gender an' sex? Ah thought all our teachers just wanted to make sure we were sure about what we were." Apple Bloom mused.
"Yeah, there's three* genders - colt - or male, whatever you wanna call it - filly - or female, yet again, whatever you wanna call it -and non-binary." Scootaloo answered. "Non-binary ponies use they/them pronouns, the other two are obvious."
Apple Bloom paused. "Girls, this might sound crazy and random and out of the blue, but ah think ah might be non-binary??? Ah don't know though..."
"You could try using the pronouns and see how you feel." Silver suggested. "Or you might just be genderfluid."
"Is that where you flow through genders?" Scootaloo and Silver both nodded. "Ah'm confused now..."
"It's not that confusing once you get used to it." Silver said. "Using female pronouns for myself when I'm thinking to myself was weird at first, but I got used to it pretty quick."
"Ah guess ah will just hafta get used ta it..." Apple Bloom murmured. "Well anyways, let's go play with some of the others! Button Mash and Rumble wanted to show us somethin'!"
Silver smiled as she ran off with her marefriends.
Being accepted is a great feeling.
Author's Note
Silver Belle's POV, 3rd Person
Chapter Synopsis: "After some comforting from Rarity, Silver comes out to her marefriends. It goes better then planned, and leads to the Crusaders asking Cheerliee about genders."
Notes about this chapter/in general:
-Genderfluid Apple Bloom! I thought this might be interesting to include, and want to include more gender identities here, so it's just an interesting idea.
-Is there anything in particular you guys would like to see? Like chapters revolving around other fillies/colts (i.e. Babs, Flurry, etc)? I'm open to suggestions!
-I didn't specify this anywhere, but this is a bit after the show ends, but before the CMC are old enough to have filly Fluttershy's build.
-I notice that this story's only review is a dislike - could whoever disliked tell me why they disliked so I could fix it? Unless it's because they're a transphobe, since Sweetie/Silver being trans is the main part of this.