Murder I Wrote

Murder I Wrote

Chapter 7

Magic and Bonding

Well, I think it’s been about…two weeks since I arrived here. Or is it two and a half? I’ve been with Ferrum and Dash for a little bit, and I’ve been enjoying their company thoroughly. Mostly, Dash is just like she is portrayed in the show: very bold and rash, but also very loyal and enjoyable to be around. She and Pinkie have been out and about in Ottipaw – since the other ‘Mane Five’ arrived – pulling innocent pranks on ponies.

Ferrum, on the other hand, is just how my friend made him to be. Very relaxed, pretty outgoing, but gets embarrassed too easily, which makes it fun for me. Of course, I try to be mature for everybody here, but I have to have a bit of fun once in awhile.

Since the other five arrived, I’ve been getting to know them a lot better. They’re all just like the show made them out to be, and I found out they all have ‘colt-friends’. Twilight is apparently dating some pony named Dusk Star, who loves to read and study, Rarity is dating a ‘gentlecolt’ named Uniquess, who’s into fashion and design as much as Rarity is, Fluttershy is dating a pony named Quiver Beat – he’s apparently very quiet and enjoys making music as a ‘mysterious artist’ – and finally, Applejack is dating somepony named ‘Le Pomme’: a farm pony into apples, of course.

Mostly, all these matches seem way too similar. At least, on Earth, if someone is too similar to the other person, they’re an awful pairing. Still, I’ve been enjoying learning a lot more about everypony. But, Twilight being Twilight has to ask me about magic…I’m so screwed…

“So, what sort of magic do you practice?” Twilight asks me as she sits on a velvet pillow, slowly drinking tea from her porcelain cup.

I can’t help but spit a bit of my water from my mouth, spilling around the sides of the straw I’m using. God dammit. I shouldn’t have drank from a straw… That’s all I can process before I hear her repeat the question. Her purple gaze locks onto my eyes and I just smile.

“Uhm...nothing special...the basics.” I say calmly, patting myself on the back in my mind.

“’Basics’? I don’t find, well, any magic ‘basic’…” she replies.

Oh God, I pissed her off.

“It is to me, I guess. Heh…” I feel heat rise to my face, as I see her cup settle down to the glass, bowl-like plate, making a chime as it contacts.

“Alright, show me, then.” My eyes shoot open as she requests this, and I just shrug.

“Uhm…alright, one second, then. Gotta focus, y’know?” She nods; her eyes narrow a little, hopefully not in suspicion.

I look around the room, noticing all the walls have mostly pictures of Ferrum and Dash, and try to figure out how the hell I’m going to perform an advanced spell. I feel beads of sweat pour down my skin and coat on my forehead, and start to shake a little in my forelegs. God…fuck it, I can’t do anything.

I sigh, and look around; making sure it was just me and her there. It was, considering the fact that everypony was busy, and wanted me to stay with Twilight for a bit. I feel my ears fold down and I look at her, opening my mouth to speak.

“I don’t know how to do magic…” I feel like a total asshole, now that I’ve lied, and expect her to laugh or something. Instead…

“You don’t? But every unicorn in Equestria knows how to use magic!” I see her recoil back a bit in shock, instead of her mocking me.

“Well, you know, I never figured it out. So, yeah…sorry for being an ass.” I look away, feeling my heart sink to my stomach. The feeling I get when I feel like a loser or unimportant.

“Well, for one, I don’t see how you were being a donkey. And, two, I can teach you if you’d like. It comes easy, and it gets easier with practice. I learned from the best teacher in Equestria!” I see her smile from the corner of my eye, and look back at her.

“Well...as long as you don’t mock me, I guess it could be okay for you to try and teach me.” I smile a little, trying to push that negative feeling out of my system.

“Great! So, let’s begin. Basic telekinesis: lifting a small object with only the power of your horn.” I see her push her cup to me, which is empty, and smile as she begins to speak.

“Step one: close your eyes, since you’re a beginner.” I do so, and I hear her voice speak again.

“Step two: think of nothing but the cup. Imagine its colour, and how it’s shaped, and the only thing around it is air.” I start to think of it, picturing the shape of the porcelain cup.

I imagine the white colour – shade in this case – and how the cup has a round bottom, rather than the usual flat bottom. The round bottom is made to be held by magic and sat down on a bowl-like plate. I think of the handle, which is made for Earth Ponies and how one could easily slide a hoof into it.

Oddly enough, I see glowing red lines around my image. It doesn’t feel normal, so I wait for Twilight to instruct me further, but continue concentrating on the image.

“Wow, you’re doing great. Next step: think of the object, the cup in this case, flying by your will. Just imagine it and feel the Ley Lines around it.” I keep focus, but question one thing.

“Ley Lines?” I struggle to get that out, and she responds.

“The magic borders of almost every object in Equestria. We have Ley Line borders around Equestria, too, where Magic isn’t present.” I nod, and start to do as step three instructed.

I imagine the red lines helping me move the cup upwards, and soon, the picture I see actually moves the cup upwards. All there is in my mind is that cup surrounded only by red lines, floating in black space. I feel it pulling closer to me, and soon start to smell minty tea near my nose. I can’t help but open my eyes to be met by a porcelain tea cup with a glowing red aura surrounding it. I feel my horn buzzing, and slowly, I can push the cup onto the table gently once more.

“Wow, perfect! I didn’t even have to tell you to try and open your eyes for the last step. That was remarkable, Shadowflash.” I see Twilight clop her hooves together and I smile.

“Thanks…uhm…How do I do it with my eyes open?” She smiles, explaining eagerly.

“Well, all you have to do is daydream, instead. Try it.” I do so, and repeat the steps, only with my eyes open.

It works perfectly as I move it up, towards me, and back down. I smile and receive some applause from Twilight.

“I can give you a book to help you learn everything from the basic to the advanced. Maybe you’ll be able to cast spells like me, one day?” She smirks as I see a hint of pride in her eyes.

“Maybe…” At that moment, I see Dash and Pinkie at the corner of my eye.

“Hey, ‘Flashy!” At first, I thought it was Dash.

But, it is actually Pinkie Pie jumping on me and bringing her forelimbs around my neck, hugging me tightly.

“Erg…h-hey-…Pinkie…” I manage as she finally lets go.

“You should’ve been with us! We went around pranking ponies and started a massive food fight in the middle of Ottipaw! Greatest prank of all time!” She bounces off of and around me as she speaks.

I chuckle as she bounces around me. “Well…” I see Dash looking at me, nudging her head towards Pinkie. I roll my eyes and stand up.

“Pinkie, mind if I talk to you?” I smile a bit, feeling heat rise to my face.

“Well, you are, silly!” She stops bouncing and I can feel her eyes lock onto mine.

“I meant in private, if I may.” She nods happily and bounces out of the room.

I sigh and quickly follow, closing the door behind me. I see her looking over the balcony and can’t help but get a …more-than-clear-view of her marehood. I feel a major flush of heat to my face, and look away, hoping to God I don’t get an erection right now.

“Ahem, uh-uh… Pinkie, I was wondering if—“

“Oh, oh,” she quickly jolts over to me, “I still have to throw you a party! I gotta get streamers, gifts, party balloons, drinks, hot sauce, streamers…wait, I said streamers...maybe more streamers... no, no, less… no, more! N-” I put my hoof to her mouth, interrupting her in return.

“Pinkie! Please, calm down, okay?” I see her nod, and I remove my hoof.

“Pinkie, I was wondering if you’d like to, y’know, hang out a bit. Alone. I kind of want to get to know you. I got to know everypony else pretty well, so, I wanted to know you a bit more, now. So, maybe we can head for a walk, or something?” I smile softly, and she nods slowly.

Pinkie Pie? Nod slowly? This had better not be a changeling Pinkie...

“I wouldn’t mind at all, ‘Flashy. We can go now, if you want.” I smile and nod.

“Sure, why not? Let’s go.” I say, watching her turn around and walk down the stairs.

God, please…let her be calm for longer than thirty seconds…

*

After a bit of a treacherous walk of stairs and a stroll through the main streets of Ottipaw – in which I saw a riot of pie throwers along the way -- we make our way to the park I first arrived in. All the leaves have fallen from the trees, and it makes for a blissful setting.

The fountain that I found my new face and body at has a thin layer of orange, red and yellow leaves across the water, and is no longer bubbling life from its jets. The benches all around have beds of leaves across them, and look pretty comfortable to sit on. The trees all around let sunlight beam through all the branches, and it looks like a beautiful stain glass window reflecting a rainbow onto the ground.

Reminds me of a church: calm and peaceful. Just perfect.

I see Pinkie jump over onto a bench, and I follow, sitting beside her. I see that she sits just like I would’ve back on Earth, and it makes me think of the fandom-made ‘Lyra pose’. I smile and then see she’s looking up at me.

“So, whatchya’ wanna’ know, ‘Flashy?” I feel my breath come out shaky and cold as she asks this.

I focus on her, trying not to look away, and make her know I’m interested in her right now. Just like everyone woman should feel.

“Well, Dash told me you run a bakery--” Well she didn’t. Don’t tell her that, “—so, I know what you do for a living. But, I wanna know more about, maybe, how you were as a kid, or maybe general things about yourself.” She nods softly and starts to speak in a very calm tone.

“Well, I help run a bakery, yeah, but I’m a party thrower extraordinaire!” I see her giggle a little. “I mostly like to hang out with my friends, because they’re awesome and I like meeting new ponies and making them smile. That’s pretty much it about me. When I was a filly—“ She stops a moment, and taps a hoof to her chin.

“—I was mostly a quiet filly, really. I helped my parents on a rock farm and it was boring, and I felt really lonely. I used to be called ‘Pinkamena’ back then, but this one day, I saw these rainbows shoot out of the sky, and I was so happy I felt like I would explode! So I threw a party for my family, and earned my cutie mark in party-throwing!” I see her smile and jump up a bit in excitement, and I just chuckle.

“Hey, I just noticed, where’s your cutie mark?” I look at my blank flank and shrug.

“I don’t have one, I guess. I’m a…‘different’ pony. I arrived here a bit ago and really only remember my family, but not where they are…” I know where they are, obviously, but I had to tell a lie.

“Well, how do you know your special talent, then?” she asks.

“I don’t. Just a jack-of-all-trades until I find my special talent, I guess.” I smile and get a giggle from her.

I feel the wind pick up, and watch a barrage of leaves rush by us, just in front of the fountain, before blowing off into the distance. The wind is cold, despite having all this fur, and I can feel my entire equine body shiver. Pinkie shivers too, and I feel her forelimbs wrap around me. Her head presses against my chest, and I’m met with a bit of pink, cotton-candy-smelling mane to my muzzle.

“Pink—“

“I’m cold, ‘Flashy. Hold me, so we can warm up!” I hear her giggle, and can’t help but oblige.

My right forelimb wraps around her shoulders and my left wraps just under her chin. I pull her body up on my chest, and feel the warmth of her body against mine. I try to hold back the urge to have an erection, because I’m never usually this close with a girl.

“Your heart sounds funny…” she says.

“Huh? What do you mean?” I try to listen to my own heart, and it sounds fine to me.

“It goes: ba-bump-ba. Ba-bump-ba. Ba-bump-ba. Mines goes: ba-bump. Ba-bump. Ba-bump.” She re-enacts my heartbeat, and I start to worry; after a moment I realize that my heart is just beating faster.

“It’s just beating faster; trying to get more blood to my core, instead of the extremities.” I feel her head nod and a warm nuzzle to my chest.

“This feels nice, ‘Flashy.” She giggles.

“Yeah.” Would be better if you could suck my dick.

Whoa, hang on, what the fuck ?! No, no, no, bud, I have morals! Goodness, don’t think of that. It went horrible with Dash, and even then, that was stupid! Humans don’t have sex with horses!

But, you’re a horse. Having sex with a horse.

God damn your logic! Uhg! I hate having battles in my head. Whatever, try to ignore it, I guess…call me crazy, but this happens all too often.

“’Flashy, you okay?” I see Pinkie’s eyes looking up at me, almost bedroom-like.

“Yeah, why?” She giggles a little.

“Well, you seem a bit too comfortable for where I am.” I see that Pinkie is motioning to my ‘stallion-hood’ and I can’t help but let out a nervous chuckle.

“Whoa-ho, well, y’know… I didn’t even notice!” I laugh nervously, but she joins in.

“It’s okay. I’m surprised you’re this comfortable.” She goes back to resting her head on my chest, and I question one last thing.

“Pinkie, why are you so calm? Dash told me you’re a bit...‘wild’. She proved me right when you first arrived here. Is something wrong?” I feel something wet hit my chest where she lays, and I hear a bit of a slurred speech come from her.

“I’m just… lonely…” I hear her sniff after she says that.

“Want to talk about it? I’m a great listener.” I smile, even though she can’t see, and I feel her head nod.

“All the girls have colt-friends. I want one…one that listens to me, who enjoys my company and doesn’t think I’m just crazy ol’ Pinkie, who wants to just have alone time and wants to have fun. I don’t want a boring one like Twilight’s, or Rarity’s, or a shy one like Fluttershy’s…I want one that just, y’know, has a good time.” I feel more wetness come to my chest, and I assume it’s Pinkie crying.

I feel like offering myself, but it seems a little too early for that. I mean, I just met her about a few days ago.

“Is there anything I can do to help out?” I ask calmly, gently rubbing her shoulder with the bottom of my hoof, much like I would if I had a palm.

“C-could you… maybe… be with me for a while? Like… hang out with me a lot? Just us?” I sigh inwardly, knowing that she’s just being logical.

“Yeah, sure, anything.” I smile, and she looks up to me, tears in her eyes pouring gently down her face.

“Promise you’re doing that because you want to?” She sniffs.

“I promise.” I keep my smile on my face.

“Do you Pinkie Promise?” I see her cross her heart and poke her eye with her hoof.

“I Pinkie Promise.” I repeat the action, but not the words.

She smiles, and hugs me tightly. I hug her back, and the warmth of our bodies completely negates the cold wind that is still blowing leaves away in minor gusts. I sigh lightly out of contentment, and just hold her.

Well...I guess I’ll see where this goes. I couldn’t bear this place without some form of together-ness, I suppose.

A/N:

Thanks guys so much for those who read this. I mean, it doesn’t have many views so far, but, I’m glad people do enjoy it. If you guys want, tell others about this story. I hope you keep enjoying it. =]
Also, those who are into Soul Eater, I have a Soul Eater fic you can all go and read. I’m going to update that ASAP, hopefully. Enjoy! <3<3