A Dazzling Flower Under the Moonlight

Chapters

Have a Nice Life - Personal Note
A Royal Visit
A Royal Crash
Moonflower
A bittersweet ride
Camouflaged Encounters
Dance of Confrontations
More Than Just a Show
Patience
Echoes in Need
The Weight of Loyalty
Mirages of Expectations
The Tour Call
By Stripping Borrowed Identities
Double Edged Battles
The Weight of Invisible Feelings.
The Descent into the Inconceivable
The Embrace of the Heartbeats
We Are NOT For This Now
The Disputes of Duty
What If I Get Too Used To This?
You Bet on my Intentions.
Limits Over Bottles
Invisible Desires

Have a Nice Life - Personal Note

Hi how are you, I really hope you are having a nice life. I am writing this mainly to explain the reason for my absence, lately I have not had the best days of my life and I have been dealing with several things, it has been a long time since I have experienced these episodes where there is hardly any time, or the little time I have left is consumed by a merciless mind. Hopefully the writer in charge of my life will have a little consideration next week hahaha.

Obviously I will continue with this story, I already have 3 chapters advanced and I hope this can somehow compensate those who have supported this project from the beginning.

Normally I would be apologizing in every sentence for my few updates but I think you already know that. So I really hope to be back soon, maybe these days I will find time to improve and upload the chapters I have and to be able to feel better with myself, so I can transmit you the best of me again when I get it back.

I thank you as always, I couldn't be more grateful. So, see you soon.

Postscript (in the comments I leave you some Spoiler clues)

Att. Katheryna

Author's Note

Spoilers Clues :heart:

https://youtu.be/kA_aFiZRUBw?si=7DL90X_5O8eiOoS-

https://youtu.be/RXzUVmyi3uY?si=0mCZKv8aagkG_gvl

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A Royal Visit

The throne room of Princess Celestia exuded a majestic atmosphere as sunlight caressed the stained glass windows. The esteemed ruler of Equestria, with her shimmering mane, carefully examined the royal letter resting on her polished desk, the distinctive seal of the royal family heralded an event that would change the dynamics of the kingdom.

With her characteristic grace, Celestia took the letter between her hooves, noting the sender and carefully extracted the letter from the manila envelope.

"Dear Princess Celestia,

With great pleasure in greeting you, I address you in the best possible manner in these busy times, to discuss a matter of utmost importance, and at the same time, of great excitement for me and my family. As you well know, my eldest son, Prince Aster, is in the final stage of his preparation as an apprentice, so that in the future, he may assume the throne and the responsibilities that come with guiding our subjects with wisdom and righteousness.

However, a recent event has highlighted the urgent need for Prince Aster to find a worthy companion who can become his future wife and co-regent. I regret to inform you that during the royal succession ritual, a group of 3 ponies made an appearance, interrupting the ceremony.

Led by an imposing unicorn of dark appearance and straight hair, they employed their powers to invoke a terrible curse upon Aster. The effects have already manifested in the form of a mysterious and debilitating spell that threatens to consume the life forces not only of my son but also of the entire kingdom to which he is magically bound as the future sovereign.

Before disappearing into the shadows, the sorceress declared the terrible conditions for breaking this millennial curse: Aster must find his destined partner through the unbreakable bond of true love and seal an ancestral pact of union through marriage, or alternatively, face the witch mare if he found her. Otherwise, neither he nor I will be able to transfer the mantle of leadership as is tradition in the kingdom.

It is for this reason, with urgent insistence, that I respectfully request your permission to use the magnificent facilities of the royal palace of Canterlot and the relevant means of communication to organize a gala aimed at finding the right mare who can become Prince Aster's life companion. We believe that this event of vital importance deserves to be held in one of the most emblematic places of Equestria, witness to the birth of many of the most virtuous and beautiful mares that have ever existed.

If your response is positive, tomorrow morning my three children will be departing for Canterlot, trusting in your wise guidance and support, this gala will be the beginning of a new era of prosperity for our kingdom.

We thank you in advance for your consideration and eagerly await your response.

Cordially,

King Chrysanthemum"

An expression of deep concern crossed Celestia's face as she read the chilling details of the letter, shaking her head with regret, lamenting that such dark forces had dared to threaten the life of the young prince and the stability of her veteran colleague's kingdom.

However, her violet eyes reflected a spark of renewed determination; she could help, of course. She took quill and parchment and began to draft her response with a renewed sense of urgency:

"Dear King Chrysanthemum,

The news brought by your missive fills me with great anguish and concern; it is truly abhorrent that such evil beings have perpetrated such an act of villainy against your family and your kingdom.

However, I assure you that I will put all my influence, resources, and knowledge at your disposal to confront this threat. I will not rest until you are free from this curse that afflicts you.

Therefore, I wholeheartedly accept your request to organize this transcendental gala in the halls of Canterlot Palace. Count on my total and unconditional support in the preparations and development of the event. Nothing will oppose to ensure the success in the search for the mare destined to break the curse through the sacred bond of true love.

I will immediately send my best royal guards and most capable ponies to reinforce security and safeguard the discretion of the details of this process.

I await with hope the arrival of your children and will receive them with the due honors that royalty deserves in these delicate times.

Fraternally yours,

Princess Celestia"

There was no time to lose; she had to prepare for the arrival and welcome of the three royal siblings to receive them early the next morning, with her magical spell, she sent the letter immediately to Prince Chrysanthemum, and instantly, the room filled with her soft voice as she dictated her instructions to her assistants.

The orders echoed in the palace, starting the preparations for the royal gala. The palace, the invitations, the guests, the banquet, the attire, the publication of the event in the newspaper, a Wonderbolts show, among others. While she had done this many times before and the list always required the same preparations, she had to have a proposal for when the siblings arrived, and as she always accustomed, things had to go perfectly.

As the news spread, the kingdom prepared for the arrival of the royal siblings and the imminent royal gala that could change the destiny of more than one in Equestria.

"A gala! Seriously, father?" - Blooming Rose looked at his parent with concern at such an announcement.

King Chrysanthemum approached with a grave expression. - "Yes, my children. As I have already informed you, the situation with the curse on Aster is extremely urgent, this gala in Canterlot is our best and perhaps only chance to find the destined mare to break the curse." - Blooming Rose frowned, understanding the gravity of the situation.

He knew that her outgoing daughter didn't really like those events where she wasn't the center of attention, but she is a princess and she must get used to it in any way. - "That's why Princess Celestia's positive response and her support for holding this transcendental event at the Royal Palace are so vital to our purposes."

"I hope the mares of Canterlot are up to it then" - scoffed Shining Marigold with a hint of sarcasm, earning a knowing nudge from his sister.

Aster remained silent, his appearance a mixture of apprehension and longing, he knew that finding a partner was no longer a mere whim but a matter of life or death, both for him and for the entire kingdom.

Quickly, Blooming Rose turned to her brother Aster with a teasing smile - "What should my future sister-in-law be like, Aster? Any preferences?"

Aster simply smiled and rolled his eyes, his sisters had been teasing him a lot about that topic since he couldn't find a suitable mare in his hometown, resorting to Canterlot and its surroundings was the solution his father had proposed, though somewhat embarrassing, and his sisters were not going to let him forget about it.

-"Hahaha" - he said as sarcastically as he could - "at least I'll get someone faster than you could. It's impossible to bear you both."

His father smiled and watched his children tease each other. They've always had that kind of close relationship, and he was proud of them. - "Well, very well, you three are insufferable" - he said with a brief laugh - "now, go prepare your things, you will leave early tomorrow to Canterlot."

And so it was...

Prince Aster

Princess Blooming Rose

Princess Shinning Marigold

"Wake uuuuuuuup!" - Blooming Rose's voice echoed with enthusiasm and joy, like a whirlwind of energy in the quiet morning, as she pounded on the main doors of her two brothers' rooms.

The prince, with a sleepy yet charming smile, rubbed his eyes with his hooves. - "Why always so early, Blooming?" - he managed to say loud enough for her to hear through the door.

"Because love waits for no one, Aster" - Blooming Rose's response was quick and full of excitement.
"Yeah well, I really don't want to keep the horses waiting for us in the carriage too long" - Shining Marigold chimed in with a calm and lazy voice, positioned behind his sister.

The siblings hurried to get ready for the trip to Canterlot, knowing they had to be ready to represent their family.

Aster got out of bed and got ready properly - "look, we have to make sure to make a good impression" - he said as he adjusted a casual suit for the journey. - "this is an important event for the kingdom, and we must live up to expectations."

Shining Marigold nodded. - "Exactly! We have to look impeccable and behave with the dignity expected of us as noble unicorns."

Blooming Rose joined in the effort. - "Yes, yes, I get it. I just hope all this is worth it."

'Hope all this is worth it' Aster repeated in his mind with apprehension. While he felt excited about the opportunity the gala represented, he was also extremely nervous; the burden on his shoulders was immense – finding true love to break the terrible curse before it was too late, he didn’t even know if he had a defined time.

He reflected on the mares in his hometown whom he had courted unsuccessfully. Most seemed only interested in his status as a prince and what he could offer them materially, without really caring about his feelings or getting to know his true self.

While he hated to generalize, Aster couldn't help but fear that the same pattern would repeat itself in Canterlot or blindly believe that all the mares he would go out with are the same. The change of scenery to Canterlot, a place where he wasn't so well known, could be good for him to find that girl who would make him feel complete without having to pretend, a destined companion to break the spell.

The royal palace of Canterlot was imbued with an atmosphere of anticipation and excitement. The rooms were bustling with activity as servants rushed back and forth, preparing everything for the imminent journey; the news of the gala spread like wildfire and had attracted a lot of attention, and preparations were in full swing.

At the Wonderbolts' headquarters, news of the royal gala soon arrived; Celestia had requested a show from them. The recruits were already leaving the academy; it had been a long morning of training. however, Rainbow Dash, who had over time earned a friendly spot among the Wonderbolts group, stayed longer to chat with them, she was taking a sip from her water bottle when she stopped to listen to Spitfire's exciting revelation.

-"Attention, Wonderbolts! We have a show to give tonight; there will be a royal gala in Canterlot, and as we know, the princess is looking for a special touch" - she said with her authoritative tone to her team - "and we are going to give them an unforgettable spectacle! is it clear?" - she didn’t lower her voice tone at any moment.

"Does this mean we'll have to stay longer to practice the routine we're going to present?" - asked Misty Fly, a question that everyone had in mind but no one wanted to say because they already knew the answer; the other Wonderbolts exhaustedly looked at her with daggers in their eyes when she finished.

-"Yes, of course, even though it was a last-minute event by Princess Celestia, they also tell me that the hosts of the gala are requesting us for after the royal ball, so we have all afternoon to practice" - Spitfire proudly announced. All the others gasped in response.

-"No complaints! now go get ready, now!" - At that moment, everyone went to their respective lockers, Spitfire signaled Dash to follow her.

-"Rainbow Dash, you're our best recruit, so I leave the decision in your wings" - she looked at her with familiar determination - "would you like to join us in tonight's show at the gala, or would you prefer to stay?"

Rainbow Dash's eyes lit up with a mix of excitement and pride, although she wasn't thrilled about elegant events, she couldn't deny the possibility of flying alongside the team she had always dreamed of being a part of. This increased her chances of being named a Wonderbolt much sooner than she thought, and the prospect of showcasing her skills at a real event excited her.

"Of course, count me in!" - she said jumping with excitement like a filly, which elicited some small laughs from Spitfire - "I couldn't be more grateful that you're considering me for this."

-"Take it as compensation for your hard work here" - she placed a hoof on her shoulder as they entered the lockers - "besides, you get along very well with all of us, so it won't be difficult for you to adapt to tonight's routine."

Dash approached her, smiling in response. She saw Spitfire walking away towards her office and joined the other Wonderbolts.

-"Rainbow Dash, you'll be a Wonderbolt for one night! Do you realize how cool that sounds?" - Fleetfoot, infected by the enthusiasm, hugged her with energy as she expressed her joy at having her as part of the show.

At that moment, a dark blue-maned pegasus approached from behind and passed a hoof around Dash's neck in a friendly gesture -"Wow, our little recruit is taking the big leap tonight!" - Soarin's playful yet manly voice echoed next to her ear, causing a slight shiver to run down her spine.

She looked up into those hypnotic emerald eyes that watched her with a mixture of pride and mischief. - “Of course I'm ready Clipper” - She answered with her usual confidence, however, her curiosity led her to ask a question that revealed her lack of knowledge about social events. - “By the way, Gala of what, I haven't heard anything?”

The next thing she heard was an exaggerated sigh from Surprise, full of disbelief as she shook Rainbow Dash by the shoulders. - “Do you live on a rock farm? How could you possibly not be aware of tonight's Royal Gala?”
-"Spitfire only mentioned that it would be a last-minute event, she didn't give any more details" - Rainbow Dash defended herself - "you know I don't usually follow much of the royal press."

Fire Streak handed the morning newspaper to Rainbow - "here you go, the headline says it all: 'Prince Aster heads to Canterlot in search of partner at Royal Gala.' - Intrigued, Rainbow Dash takes the newspaper and begin to reading the details of the extravagant celebration. As she read on, her brow furrowed more and more, until she finally burst into a defiant laugh.

-"An entire gala just to find a mare? What nonsense!" - she commented amidst laughter, finding the situation more comical than she had expected.

High Winds, next to her, shared the irony with a slight smile. - "Well, certainly not the most original idea the nobles have come up with."

"Aw, come on, Dash. It can't be that boring, just imagine the excitement of witnessing a prince choose his future wife!” - the characteristic emerald-eyed boy commented.

Rainbow arched an eyebrow skeptically. - "Oh sure how exciting, I'm dying to attend" - she replied sarcastically, eliciting laughter from her fellow Wonderbolts.

Soarin chuckled lightly, not removing his hoof from Rainbow's shoulders. - “Well, maybe not as thrilling as flying in our air shows, but having an entire gala to look for a wife is something…” - He paused, searching for the right word.

-"Desperate? Precipitated? Risky, maybe?" - offered Thunderlane, completing the sentence for him. The room filled with nods and shared laughter, agreeing with the peculiar nature of the royal event.

-"Hey, maybe the prince just wants a little excitement in his love life!" - said Fleetfoot before turning to Rainbow Dash. -"Anyway, we'd better go practice the routine before Spitfire comes out and starts yelling as she usually does" - she handed Dash her Wonderbolt uniform.

The light comment and quick transition to practical preparation emphasized the unique blend of humor and professional focus that characterized the Wonderbolts. Rainbow Dash accepted the uniform with a smile, ready to dive into practicing the routine they would prepare for the royal gala.

-"Yes, of course," - Soarin commented as the rest of the team went out to practice, his hoof still casually resting on Rainbow's shoulders. They advanced towards the training track located in the back part of the barracks, he gave her a warm smile before removing his hoof, to Dash's disappointment, and joined the others to start practice.

Author's Note

hello everyone

I hope you are well, I am very excited about this story, I am infinitely grateful to JBlaser for the idea, I really hope you like the following chapters.

:heart: :twilightsmile: see you :heart:

A Royal Crash

As the practice progressed, Rainbow Dash found herself immersed in the excitement of the moment. The night promised to be memorable, and she was determined to make her mark at the royal gala, not so much for the event itself, as it was not in her plans to stay for the gala party after her performance with the Bolts, but the opportunity to fly with them was unmissable.

Spitfire laid out a routine on the board and explained each move in detail - "We'll start with an ascending spiral formation, followed by a perfectly synchronized loop. Then, we'll split the team into two groups for a cross pass in the sky, and finish with barrel rolls towards the audience." - Spitfire's instructions were precise, emphasizing the importance of synchronization and elegance in every move. -"Remember, the key here is precision, if we want it to be a show no one will forget."

The intensity of the training increased as the Wonderbolts delved into the most challenging maneuvers. Rainbow Dash found herself in the midst of the formation, quickly assimilating Spitfire's instructions and coordinating with her teammates. - "Come on, guys, we need that perfect synchronization on the cross pass!" - exclaimed Spitfire as she supervised every move. Soarin and Fleetfoot, two of the team's most outstanding members, flanked Dash during the ascending turns.

"Dash, keep that steady speed in the loop" - urged Soarin with a warm smile. Rainbow Dash nodded, focusing on maintaining speed and precision in every turn.

-"We need to polish that ending. I want it to be a striking closure" - shouts Spitfire.

-"Hey Spitfire, what if we close the routine with something really spectacular?" - Surprise smiled enthusiastically as she approached the captain - "Rainbow Dash could do her famous Sonic Rainboom right at the end. It would be absolutely awesome closure!"

Spitfire's eyes widened, envisioning the impressive fireworks display that witnessing Rainbow Dash's rainbow explosion would be to culminate their presentation. A wide and fierce smile spread across her face. - "Excellent idea, Surprise! That would not only leave a lasting impression" - She turned to the rest of the gathered Wonderbolts - "Did you hear that, team? Let's go over the entire sequence once again, including the Sonic Rainboom at the end, I want every move to be perfect."

The routine was repeated once more, this time with Rainbow Dash preparing for her special move at the end. When the moment arrived, she broke away from the group and gained altitude rapidly, with a deep breath, Rainbow Dash launched into a low-altitude flight towards the ground, increasing her speed to levels incomprehensible by physics.

After a few minutes of frantic preparation, the three siblings gathered in front of the royal carriage, ready to embark on the journey to Canterlot. Servants had loaded their luggage, ensuring they had everything necessary for the event, among their belongings were elegant attire, fine jewelry, and some personal items.

-"I can't help feeling like we've forgotten something important" - murmured Aster with a trace of unease as they boarded the carriage.

-"Stop worrying so much, little brother" - Blooming Rose waved off his concern casually - "we have everything under control."

Just before they climbed aboard, Prince Chrysanthemus, their father, approached with majestic stride but a warm, proud gaze reserved only for a father's children. - "my beloved children, this Gala represents a unique and historic opportunity for our kingdom, I trust you will act with the nobility and wisdom worthy of your lineage. Blooming, Shining, take care of your brother on this crucial mission."

-"Don't worry, father, I can take care of myself" - Aster replied with a hint of youthful arrogance, giving a solemn nod as a farewell.

Blooming Rose playfully tousled her brother's mane - "still, it never hurts to have some extra eyes watching over you, plus, we can make sure you find the most charming mare of all." - She winked knowingly at Shining Marigold.

With those words, the three royal siblings boarded the elegant carriage, ready to begin their journey to Canterlot. The wheels began to turn, leaving their beloved unicorn kingdom behind to venture into unknown territories toward the glamorous capital.

As the carriage set in motion, traversing fields and valleys, excitement mingled with the fresh morning breeze. Equestria unfolded before them, ushering in a new stage in their lives.

Aster observed the changing landscape through the window with curious eyes, his mind filled with expectations and a certain reverential fear. Blooming Rose hummed a cheerful melody, infusing the atmosphere with her contagious energy, while Shining Marigold kept her gaze fixed on the distant horizon, as if she could glimpse the events to come.

-"I never imagined that my quest for true love would have to be so... public" - Aster finally commented, breaking the silence as he shared his thoughts with his sisters seated in front of him.

-"I understand, Aster, it's not the best idea either, but it's necessary to break the curse" - Marigold agreed with her brother, lamenting the situation the evil spell had put them in - "but I'm determined to free you from it, no matter what happens."

-"And I'm determined to make this Gala the most exciting and memorable event Equestria has ever seen!" - Blooming Rose's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as she turned to her siblings with a practically conspiratorial smile. - "you'll see, we'll be the talk of the town after this."

"Haha, I can bet you will" - Shining Marigold chuckled softly at her sister's antics. She then cast a compassionate gaze at Aster, sensing his nervousness beneath his facade of determination. - "hey, don't worry, Aster, we're here to support you in whatever you need" - she reassured him with a calm voice and a comforting nod.

The rehearsal continued with the team perfecting each maneuver with dedication, the combination of speed, skill, and millimeter precision turning into an impressive aerial choreography. Spitfire watched them proudly, shouting occasional instructions to correct minor errors. - "Well done, team! Fleetfoot, Blaze, keep that formation tighter! Soarin, don't lag on the turns! High Winds, don't neglect your posture when doing spirals!"

Finally, after repeating the routine flawlessly once more, Spitfire gave a brief break before lunch. The exhausted Wonderbolts collapsed onto the grass, panting heavily, some rushing to grab their water bottles.

Rainbow Dash lay back, letting the refreshing wind caress her mane tousled by the intense acrobatic flight, suddenly, a shadow covered her view of the sky, and a familiar smile appeared in her field of vision.

-"You look more disheveled than usual, Dash" - greeted Soarin with a light and teasing tone, though his breath was still heavy, he offered her some water and sat beside her, taking a sip from his own bottle.

Rainbow snorted and sat up with agile movement. - "Very funny, Soarin" - she retorted, shaking her mane to straighten it out - "at least I wasn't whining like a foal every time we did a complicated maneuver."

-"Oh, there go those lovebirds again" - Fleetfoot's voice came in a mocking whisper from where she sat next to Spitfire, who joined in the teasing - "let them have their fun for a while as they admit it."

Nearby, Surprise chuckled softly - "they look like two foals on the playground."

-"Who says I was whining?" - Soarin defended himself with a challenging smile, giving Rainbow a gentle push.

-"Yeah, whatever you say" - Dash finished her water bottle - "but I admit today's been a particularly intense training session."

-"Don't rush it, I'm sure you'll get used to it" - a slight blush threatened to cover Rainbow's cheeks at Soarin's genuine confidence in his words, clearing her throat, she hurried to change the subject - "Anyway, I better start getting ready, I still have some tasks to take care of in Ponyville before the show."

-"Make sure to rest for tonight" - Spitfire instructed, Rainbow nodded and began to stretch, preparing to fly back to Ponyville for the moment - "and make sure to be in Canterlot on time, I can't have any of my top ponies being late."

"Of course, I'll be there" - Rainbow responded with a military salute - "I've never let you down before, i'm not going to do now" - with these determined last words, she propelled herself into the clear sky, leaving a trail of colors in her wake. Soarin watched her depart with a satisfied expression, receiving some nudges and meaningful looks from his fellow Wonderbolts.
"What?" - he asked with feigned innocence, though his smile widened.

It didn't take long for Rainbow Dash to reach Ponyville. From the air, she spotted the warm rays of the evening sun gently bathing the peaceful town, the fearless Pegasus, leader of the weather team, wasted no time and got straight to work with her daily tasks, which didn't require much effort, nevertheless, she decided to take a brief break, after all, she would need to be fresh and rejuvenated for the presentation that night. Although, of course, later she would practice and polish her aerial maneuvers near the palace to save travel time.

However, in the distance, she could hear commotion coming from the central square, which caught her attention, as she approached, she became more convinced that something unusual was happening. Upon arrival, she found a chaotic scene of frightened ponies and a massive, heavy billboard teetering dangerously over a carriage and its occupants.

Without a moment's hesitation, the agile blue Pegasus dove headfirst into the danger, her swift movements took her directly under the billboard, where with a powerful gust of wind and her innate strength, she held it up in the air just before it could cause harm, giving the ponies in the carriage enough time to get to safety.

Adrenaline coursed through her body, a brave and determined smile formed on her face as she saw that everyone was safe thanks to her quick intervention, she proceeded to carefully set the billboard aside and watched, relieved, as the ponies who had been on the verge of being victims of the accident breathed sighs of relief. Soon enough, she found herself surrounded by a crowd cheering her with admiration and overflowing gratitude.

As Rainbow Dash received the congratulations from the inhabitants of Ponyville, Shining Marigold descended first, checking that the luggage was in order and then assisting her brothers, Prince Aster and the spirited Blooming Rose, in dismounting.

Attracted by the commotion around them, the three royal unicorns approached with curiosity, it was then that they witnessed the final events of the extraordinary rescue performed by the rainbow-maned Pegasus. Shining was the first to react.

-"That was truly incredible!" - she approached, full of praise - "thank you so much, um..." - she added with a slight nod of her head.

Dash looked at the golden-maned unicorn who had spoken. - "oh, it was nothing, just a quick maneuver" - she replied with a humble shrug. - "I'm Rainbow Dash, by the way."

The effusive Blooming Rose approached and hugged Dash as if she had saved not only their lives but all of Ponyville - "it was nothing you say!? I saw my life flash before my eyes. How did you do that?" - she exclaimed with a mix of surprise and gratitude.

Dash responded with a playful shrug, trying to downplay the heroic act. - "Haha, seriously, it was nothing, just doing my duty" - she said, placing a hoof over her chest with pride.

-"That doesn't diminish the heroism of your act, by the way, I'm Princess Shining Marigold" - the unicorn introduced herself formally - "this is my sister, Princess Blooming Rose" - she mentioned, giving a respectful nod towards the Pegasus - "and he is my brother, Prince Aster."

Prince Aster, who had remained silent until then, was surprised not only by the impressive intervention of the multicolored mare but also by her modest demeanor - "you are modest and amazing, let me compensate you" - he said, approaching and unexpectedly taking her hoof.

Dash tensed instantly at the sudden contact, as if a flame had scorched her. She didn't expect this gesture from the prince and didn't know how to react.

-"It would be an honor to have you as my special guest at tonight's gala" - Aster continued with a soft, persuasive voice - "you'll agree with me that such a special evening deserves equally extraordinary company."

Surprise flickered in Dash's eyes as she evaluated the situation, noticing the prince's special gaze, she slowly withdrew her hoof from his, not because she felt uncomfortable but rather because she didn't know how to react properly, after all, she was aware of who they were from the morning paper. Though flattered but more confused, she knew the purpose of the Royal Gala, so she decided to be honest.

-"I... appreciate the invitation gesture, but those kinds of events aren't really my style, and I already have a commitment..."

-"Yes, I understand, Rainbow Dash, right?" - Aster smiled and delicately took back his hoof, moving closer to her, showing charming determination but without hiding his impatience - "but I would love for you to consider attending, maybe after your commitment, we could have a chat, or anything else you wish. It would be a true pleasure to have you there."

Rainbow Dash blinked, not quite sure how to respond to such insistence from the prince. - "I really appreciate the invitation, I reiterate" - she responded respectfully but distantly.

"I think you're pushing her too much, Aster" - Shining Marigold approached and took her brother by the shoulders, slowly moving him away from her, in the process offering Rainbow a smile of apology for her brother's insistence. - "I'm sorry, Rainbow Dash, my brother can be a bit... passionate in his gestures."

Rainbow Dash internally thanked the unicorn for intervening, allowing her to regain some personal space, she responded with a friendly and relieved smile - "no problem at all, thanks again for the intention, but I already have an important commitment, and those elegant events aren't my strong suit."

-"Oh, come on, Rainbow Dash! It'll be a unique night, and I'm sure you'll have fun, what if you think about it a little more?" - Blooming Rose positioned herself beside her with a light laugh.

The pomp of royalty and elegant ponies didn't fit with her lifestyle, and her patience was beginning to wear thin, but before the colorful mare could respond, Prince Aster, assuming her apology, joined the conversation with a charming smile, and although a bit disappointed, he accepted Dash's response with courtesy.

-"Not Blooming... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pressure you, but if you change your mind, I'll be delighted to have you at the gala" - Aster says, briefly bowing to Dash.

Rainbow Dash nodded slightly, still assimilating the words and actions of the three unicorns in front of her, she was trying to disguise her growing irritation at the insistent invitation, the situation was becoming overwhelming, and she hadn't noticed the commotion around her until that moment when several ponies approached, requesting photos and autographs from the royal siblings. Feeling suddenly uncomfortable, she decided to leave.

As she headed towards her duties in Ponyville, she could feel Prince Aster's persistent gaze fixed on her, denoting a special interest. She couldn't help but wonder why.

After the wave of ponies in Ponyville, the royal guards managed to intervene and escort the princes to their carriage, preparing to head to Canterlot. Shining Marigold sighed, alternating his gaze between his brother and the direction Dash had gone.

"Aster, I understand your enthusiasm, but, although I was also excited about the idea of having her at the Gala, you must understand that not everyone shares our fascination with elegant events and royalty" - he commented in a brotherly tone.

-"I know, Shining, but there's something about her that has captivated me, I have a strange feeling she seems different, unique, I would like her to enjoy the gala with us" - said the prince as he admired the sky in search of a flash of color that reminded him of the mare.

"Calm down, Aster, for now, let's focus our energy on making the gala a memorable event" - Blooming Rose reminded him of the importance of making the gala unforgettable, and although Aster sighed with a hint of disappointment, he understood that they had to move forward with the preparations.
"I know, Blooming, maybe it's just not her type of event, but I'll do my best to make the gala so special that even from afar, she can feel its magnitude" - his two sisters nodded with a smile and then turned to see Canterlot closer than they thought. They had arrived.

-"Aaah, Canterlot..." - Blooming sighed in reference to the capital - "It always surprises me with its beauty, isn't that right, Shining?"

"Without a doubt, Blooming, it's an impressive place, although this gala has a specific purpose, we cannot deny the majesty of this city" - Shining agreed.

The carriage stopped in front of the majestic royal palace, and the three royal siblings descended elegantly, preparing to be received by Princess Celestia.

The royal siblings ascended the steps of the royal palace, escorted by royal guards. Upon reaching the main door, they were announced with pomp and circumstance - "his Highness, Prince Aster, and his distinguished sisters, Princess Blooming Rose and Princess Shining Marigold!"

The enormous doors opened, revealing the illuminated and luxuriously decorated interior of the palace. Princess Celestia herself, imposing and radiant, awaited to receive her illustrious guests, her voice, laden with ancient wisdom, resonated warmly in the vestibule - "welcome to Canterlot, my dear Prince Aster and princesses Blooming and Shinning, it is a true privilege to have you here to celebrate this gala, which promises to be so special."

The siblings entered, finding the princess herself in the middle of the hall - "thank you for welcoming us with such warmth, Princess Celestia. It is an honor for us to be part of this momentous occasion" - said Aster, bowing to her with his two sisters following suit.

Celestia observed them and stooped a little - "my esteemed ones, such formalities are not necessary, the gala is in honor of an important purpose, but it is also a celebration of the unity and magic we share in Equestria. May this night be memorable for everyone!"

After the warm words of welcome, the princes were guided on a tour of the majestic gala hall, the siblings admired the exquisite floral decorations, the arrangements of candles casting a soft glow, the tables covered with the finest linen, it had been years since they had walked these walls. Celestia explained to them the importance of preserving this millennia-old celebration and highlighted the diversity of ponies that would gather, then, she led them to their respective royal chambers, where they would have everything they needed to prepare and could request any additional services.

"Please, do not hesitate to let me know if you need anything else" - she said as she left - "the gala will begin later tonight, so take your time to rest and prepare appropriately. Enjoy your stay here in Canterlot" - The royal siblings thanked the princess and headed to their respective rooms.

Once alone, Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold gathered, concerned about Aster's peculiar mood after Rainbow Dash's rejection.

-"Sister, I can't help but notice how much Dash's rejection has affected Aster" - Shining was the first to express her fears aloud - "I've never seen him so absorbed and excited about a pony before" - she commented, while Blooming examined some exquisite dresses.

"You're right, it caught my attention too, it's strange how apparently we stumbled upon the right pony" - Blooming indicated as she selected some dresses she liked - "maybe destiny made it easier for us to find a pure mare to break the spell" - she proposed with a glimmer of hope.

A tense silence hung over them as they digested the implications of what they were considering, finally, Shining spoke up with determination - "if that's the case, then we must act accordingly, maybe it's our duty to bring Rainbow Dash as close as possible, hoping that she's the key to freeing us from that curse."

-"What do you think if we look for Rainbow Dash after the gala and spend some time together?" - Blooming proposed, Shining nodded with renewed determination.

The two sisters immersed themselves in choosing outfits, each seeking the perfect attire for the royal gala, amidst laughter and comments on the latest fashion trends, they discussed their expectations for the night.

The two mares then immersed themselves in the exciting task of getting ready.

The afternoon passed, and after completing their daily tasks in Ponyville, Rainbow Dash headed towards the outskirts of Canterlot, preparing for a personal session of aerial practices to polish her skills for the night, the sunset began to dye the sky with endless warm and orange tones.

The pegasus launched into dizzying acrobatics into the sky, leaving trails of rainbows in her wake, adrenaline rushed through her veins with each turn and twist in the air, the majesty of her flights stood out against the multicolored brushstroke of the sunset, and each movement was a display of her unique and unparalleled skill. However, the reckless speed and agility of the blue pegasus led her to an unexpected and impactful encounter with one of the imposing towers of Canterlot's royal palace.

¡CRASSSHHHHH!

The crash resounded in her ears, leaving Rainbow stunned for a moment, she shook her head to regain her bearings, lying on her back and looking around, realizing with astonishment that she had crashed through one of the windows of the royal palace itself. She found herself in a spacious and majestic hall, surrounded by elegant decorations and two familiar unicorns, who looked at her with concern, but also with a smile she couldn't decipher.

Moonflower

The loud bang of the collision echoed throughout the place, immediately attracting the attention of the two royal sisters, Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold, who, with worried expressions, rushed to Rainbow Dash's aid, relieved to see that, although a bit dazed, she was unharmed.

"Oh for Equestria's sake, are you all right, Rainbow Dash?" - Blooming Rose inquired, her eyes twinkling with genuine concern.

Rainbow Dash nimbly rejoined her seat, sketching a lighthearted smile to downplay the incident - "just a minor mishap, nothing this pegasus can't handle."- she shook her mane with a casual gesture. Shining Marigold couldn't help but let out a light laugh at Dash's carefree attitude - "you're amazing, even when you end up crashing into walls, you do it with style all your own."

Blooming Rose joined in her sister's laughter, but quickly resumed her composure. -"but tell us, what brings you practicing here in the halls of the palace? Do you need help with anything?"

Rainbow Dash, still dusting off her fur, pointing up at the wide sky visible through the windows says- "I was just perfecting some maneuvers and..." - a sharp sound of alarm cut off her sentence, the royal guards, alerted by the din, were approaching the unicorns' room in a hurry.

The two sisters, instinctive accomplices, shared a meaningful glance as the guard's hooves echoed ever closer. - "we must keep her from being recognized or you'll be in trouble" - Shining Marigold mused urgently.

Blooming Rose nodded decisively - "I have an idea, we'll transform Rainbow Dash into a elegant lady , that way it's easier for her to go unnoticed around the palace" - and without further ado, the two magical mares approached the bewildered pegasus, surrounding her with a glowing magical aura.

"What, what are you doing to me?" - Rainbow Dash protested, her voice tinged with disagreement and apprehension at the transforming spell enveloping her without her consent.

Shining Marigold gave her a mysterious but reassuring look - "No big deal, just a little change so they won't recognize you and you can get out safely."

"You'll see, Rainbow Dash, we'll turn you into the perfect refined lady " - added Blooming Rose with an almost childish enthusiasm, ignoring the objections of the pegasus confident that her magic wouldn't harm her.
"A refined lady? Oh no, no, no, no, no, let go of me!" - Dash's demand was in vain, as the lingering magic enveloped her completely. She was caught in a surreal situation, watching her identity change in front of her eyes with nothing she could do to stop it, having no control over the metamorphosis least desired for her.

The magical light of the two sisters enveloped Rainbow Dash, who watched her transformation with a mixture of awe and distrust. She soon watched as her sky blue fur disappeared, replaced by an elegant violet dress that clung to her figure, with a V-shaped neckline that subtly hugged her chest, noticed how her front hooves were adorned with fine black gloves and raised on high gold heels, sparkling diamond-like jewels materialized in her ears delicately, while a beautiful pearl necklace adorned her neck gracefully, two bejeweled yet delicate bracelets held her hooves, feeling almost like chains preventing her from escaping, while her once wild mane adopted natural, elegant waves.

A subtle touch of makeup enhanced her pure features, a bit of mascara and eyeliner that danced over her eyes ending in a winged tip, finally, dark violet shadow on her eyelids and an ornament of a lunar flower in her hair, matching her attire with the scent of a floral perfume that permeated the air and made her nostrils dizzy.

Moonflower

When the door suddenly opened, she was in the midst of a sigh of resignation. A royal guard entered, surprised to see the newly transformed Rainbow Dash standing next to the two royal sisters, His brow furrowed with confusion and suspicion.

"Who is this mare, what is she doing here?" - She inquired in a sullen, menacing tone, wary of a stranger's presence in the palace corridors.

Blooming Rose stepped forward with a disarming smile. - "Oh, don't worry, the one present here is our friend."

"We're just trying out some fun outfits before the big gala, you know" - added Shining Marigold with an innocent smile, supporting her sister naturally.

The guard, still skeptical of the unconventional situation, withdrew with a nod after a few tense moments. Once they left, the sisters relaxed their postures.

Dash took the opportunity to express her frustration - "What was that, I can't believe they put me through a transformation like that!"

Blooming Rose giggled softly, ignoring Dash's annoyance with nonchalance - "hey, not bad at all. Have you seen yourself in the mirror yet?, your appearance is worthy of a true princess, worthy of admiration."

Before Rainbow could attack her comment, Shining Marigold intervened with a conciliatory tone - "Calm down, little one, we just need you to leave the palace without attracting attention, there's protection and reinforced aerial surveillance after your.... little mishap with the wall, and we don't want you to be discovered and get in trouble with the guards or do we?"

Rainbow Dash, annoyed, but understanding the logic behind the princesses' actions, nodded in poorly disguised disgust - "okay, but this is the strangest and most awkward thing I've ever been in for a simple outing!"

Blooming Rose, unable to resist the temptation to joke - "oh, don't worry, Rainbow Dash, being a refined lady for a little while gives you an innate air of royalty. - she added with a sly wink - "maybe you'll even get a noble admirer at the big gala tonight!"

-" yeah well, I assure you that's not going to happen" - Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes in exasperation and snorted disdainfully at the princess's teasing comment heading towards the nearest mirror to take a full view of the result of the imposed transformation.

The mare looking back at her from the glass was a perfect stranger to her, and though she maintained a defiant and rebellious attitude, she couldn't help but appreciate the meticulousness of the sisters' work and the flawless final effect they had achieved with her costume.

Shining Marigold and Blooming Rose looked out the window, sharing a knowing chuckle as Dash inspected every detail of her new appearance. The colorful pegasus was temporarily trapped in a royal dress, and though the situation was awkward, she knew she had to move on.

A magical aura abruptly stopped her in her tracks, and Dash turned sharply towards the sisters, what little patience she had left reflected in her countenance - "what now?”

"You can't go out with such a hasty demeanor, they'll notice you're an interloper if you look like a lady, but don't act like one!" - explained Blooming Rose calmly as the magical glow dissipated over her, relinquishing the restraining spell.

Rainbow Dash exhaled a deep sigh, trying to calm down and understand the situation she was in. - "okay what should I do?"

Shining Marigold and Blooming Rose approached with a complicit look - "Don't worry, Rainbow Dash, just let yourself go and everything will be fine."

Rainbow Dash, still annoyed by the extravagant lady attire that had been imposed on her, walked resignedly towards the palace garden. Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold, noticing that Dash was not behaving with the grace and decorum expected of a refined lady, decided to use their magic to subtly control her, Dash's every gesture, word and movement was now directed by the sisters to keep up appearances before others. If all went according to plan, this magical control would leave her the moment she crossed the outer gate of Celestia's castle, just like her costume attire, however, as she walked through the royal garden, her appearance did not go unnoticed at all.

The dress, shiny and flowing, stood out among the nature of the garden like an exotic flower. Dash felt uncomfortable, as if she was wearing an armor that did not belong to her, every detail of her appearance was calculated to fit into the world of high society, however, her thoughts stirred her discontent, every step she took echoed in her head like a hollow echo, her feet sank into the soft grass, but she did not feel the freshness or freedom it used to bring her, on the contrary, she felt the weight of the dress and the oppression of the expectations she carried with her.

Inside, she longed to get out of there as quickly as possible, it was ironic to think that being the fastest pegasus in all of Equestria, she could not take flight or at least run, but the body control that the sisters exerted over her prevented her from any movement other than walking upright and elegant, with a dress dancing to the beat of her hips swaying side to side with each ridiculous step of her golden heels. She could do nothing but ponder the surreal situation she found herself in, and question why, being who she was, did she allow the sisters to transform her into someone she was not to leave the castle when the solutions were on a silver platter?

"Oh dear, who is this lovely maiden lighting my way tonight?" - expressed Prince Aster with a mixture of fascination and genuine interest, she felt her body turn and her eyes meet the prince's, she wondered, how long had she been submerged in thought?

Just when she thought her misfortune couldn't get any worse, Prince Aster was not only approaching her with gallant assurance, but his comment had caught the attention of the guest ponies scattered around the garden. How had she not noticed they were there until now with their eyes on her in the first place? Would they notice her deep discomfort disguised under the facade of elegance the princesses were imposing on her?

The handsome prince Aster approached Dash with a determined step, without ceasing to observe her with an intense gaze, his charming smile seemed to illuminate the garden, all the gazes of those present followed him with admiration, Dash felt a turn inside her, a sudden longing to escape from that compromising situation that clearly surpassed her.

Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold watched from a distance with satisfaction as their elaborate plan unfolded to perfection, they had succeeded in transforming the fearless and defiant Rainbow Dash into a real princess, at least in outward appearance. Every gesture, every word that escaped Dash's lips, was carefully orchestrated by the control magic of the skillful sisters, making sure she fulfilled the assigned role without deviating one iota from protocol. It had worked out better than they ever thought possible, and when they saw their brother Aster approaching with unmistakable interest towards the disguised pegasus, they could not waste this auspicious opportunity.

Dash, her will completely subjected to the princesses' magical control, answered the prince with a soft royal tone that was far from the pegasus' natural speech - "I'm Moonflower, your highness, a pleasure to meet you." - the words burst from her lips against her will, in a honeyed, cloying tone she would never have used on her own.

Moonflower? Disbelief flooded Dash's mind upon hearing that impostured name. This couldn't really be happening, it had to be a bad joke, a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up no matter how much the alarm kept ringing, if that was meant to be, a dreadful dream, he repeated over and over again inside himself, clinging to the hope that it was all a terrible dream, while his body bowed respectfully and cordially to Prince Aster, against all his instincts.

The serenity and formality of the royal court gave way to adrenaline and the roar of the wind in the Wonderbolts' training field. There, each one of the intrepid flyers synchronized the extensive and memorized aerial routine, if, undoubtedly, in that enclosure the atmosphere was totally different from that of the palace.

Do you think the modifications to our routine will be too risky for the Canterlot audience? You know how they are with surprises" - asked High Winds, his voice reflecting genuine trepidation about the reception of their risky acrobatics during training.

The ponies of refined Canterlot were used to the monotony and predictability of their elegant lives, they attended shows regularly, but they were always predictable events, repetitive choreography and well-established traditions, although they seemed to enjoy it, deep down they longed for something different and out of the ordinary. However, that same predisposition to order and custom made them a highly critical public when faced with any unexpected change or break with tradition.

High Winds' question resonated with the group, causing the idea of stepping out of their comfort zone for the impending presentation to royalty to generate an internal discussion, as they were not only facing an unknown audience, but one of high social standing, with high expectations and an ingrained taste for the typical.

Soarin observed his younger sister with a sympathetic smile. - "It's a valid concern..."

"Canterlot is not Cloudsdale, ponies have different expectations, more.... - Fire Streak said as his gaze scanned the expressions of his companions - "...refined, so to speak."
" But that's precisely the point, isn't it, I mean, if there's one thing I've learned from Rainbow Dash, it's that we should never underestimate the power of a good surprise, let alone our own abilities, I'm sure the audience is going to love it " - he then gave his partner a friendly nudge.
" Now that you mention it, I thought Rainbow Dash was coming to rehearse one last time before the performance" - Fleetfoot noted, his voice dropping a tone that called some concern around him.
"I hope she won't be too late" - Spitfire added, his expression tense, as his mind analyzed possible reasons for this unusual absence. - "It's not like her to miss this opportunity."
"Do you think something has happened to her?" - asked Surprise with an altered tone, exaggerated for the tone of the conversation.
Don't talk nonsense, she's always on time, isn't she?" - Blaze said with an unconvincing tone

Rapidfire shook his head slowly, sharing the growing unease - "well..., Rainbow Dash is the element of loyalty. She wouldn't be missing without a good reason."

The conversation lapsed into a brief silence, each lost in thought, considering possible situations that could have held their companion back and prevented her timely arrival.

"I think we're putting too much unnecessary spin on the situation. She's fine, I've seen how she handles practically anything that comes her way, and this time will be no exception" - Spitfire's words echoed loudly in the hangar, trying to restore confidence in the atmosphere - "she's probably already in Canterlot and we haven't even left the barracks" - he gave them a scolding look, urging the group to quickly get ready to head to Canterlot after his intervention.

The responsibility of the impending presentation weighed on their shoulders, and the last thing they needed now was to generate more unnecessary worry, as they were already relatively nervous about the important event, perhaps Dash was just as nervous and just needed her space to deal with it. Spitfire hoped that was the case.

Thunderlane's laughter cut through the tension like a bolt of lightning. - "Speaking of handling things, I hope tonight's DJ knows what he's doing. I remember last year, my great aunt danced better than the music they played."

Thunderlane's joke had the desired effect, and a wave of laughter and facetious comments rippled through the group, lightening the mood.

"Hey, isn't your great aunt that one who fell asleep in the middle of the last gala?" - Wave Chill asked wryly with a nudge toward his friend.

However, amidst the laughter and banter, Soarin's gaze occasionally wandered skyward, still hoping to see the signature rainbow that heralded Rainbow Dash's arrival. Although her confidence in her was strong, the uneasiness of not knowing where she was or what had happened to her was still present in her mind.

At that moment, Prince Aster took Dash's helmet with gentle gallantry. - "It is a true pleasure to meet you, Lady Moonflower" - he said in a soft and melodious voice that seemed to flow like silk. The unexpected touch of her warm hoof generated a strange and confused feeling inside Dash.

"The pleasure is more mine than yours, your highness," Dash replied in a forcibly casual yet formal tone, the words creating an empty echo in his own ears, a pale imitation devoid of his true voice.
"I make no apologies for my boldness, for it would be a lie to declare that your dazzling beauty has not completely captivated me" - Aster declared gallantly, his eyes roaming Dash's face in admiration, appreciating every detail, from her striking magenta eyes to her radiant, lip-painted smile.

An involuntary blush took over Dash's cheeks, a blush that even the controlling magic subjugating her couldn't completely conceal. Despite the awkward circumstances, she couldn't help but feel flattered and slightly overwhelmed or uncomfortable by the handsome prince's words.

The two sisters, observing the scene, chuckled conspiratorially, amused at the idea of even the stoic and indomitable Rainbow Dash partially succumbing to her brother's charms involuntarily. It was almost comical to see how the magic that controlled and disguised Dash's every move played with her.

Blooming Rose leaned over to Shining Marigold, a smirk lighting up her face - "see, our little puppet isn't so lost in the role after all" - she commented in a voice brimming with amusement and cunning.

Shining Marigold raised an eyebrow. - "I can't believe you called her ' our puppet', it's not the most delicate way to refer to her" - he reprimanded her gently, though his eyes sparkled with a mixture of surprise and complicity at how quickly his brother Aster had set his seduction on the reluctant Dash in motion.

"Oh, please don't look at me like that, you know it's all in jest, after all, it was us who transformed her into this exquisite vision to Dash's chagrin" - Blooming justified herself - "after all, aren't we here to give our brother an extra helmet?" - he mentioned trying to lighten the impulsive weight of his actions.
"Well...yeah, I guess you're right. But still, I can't help but feel uncomfortable with the idea of using these spells on Rainbow Dash, even if it's with a good intention in mind" - Shining Marigold's voice revealed the internal struggle between the desire to support her brother and the ethics of her own moral principles with questionable magical practices.
"Agh, I get your point. And now that you mention it, I hadn't quite considered the ethical implications of what we did" - Blooming Rose admitted with a slight frown - "but, what's done is done, besides, perhaps without realizing it, we are helping Dash in a way" - Blooming got a strange look from her sister after this sentence, she clarified - "I mean, you saw her, she's undeniably beautiful and possesses so many other virtues that would be more than enough for anyone who analyzed her closely" - she added, trying to convince herself as much as her sister that her actions could have a positive side.
"Wait, you're right" - Shining Marigold stopped the conversation for a moment, capturing her sister's attention with a serious look - "too right..." - took Blooming gently by the shoulders, pulling her a little closer as her countenance darkened - "but did we ever consider if Dash already had someone special in his life before meddling?"

A long, awkward silence took over the space between the two sisters, their eyes glowing with unusual intensity, reflecting a mixture of emotions: surprise, disapproval, and a hint of fear at the possible consequences of their actions. Blooming Rose, on the other hand, was staring at the ground, her mischievous smile had faded, giving way to a serious and reflective expression.

They were standing in one of the wide corridors of the castle, a place that gave them a privileged view of the front gardens, from their position, they could observe their brother Aster courting the disguised Rainbow Dash in the middle of the garden, an image that now gave them more anxiety than pride. Should they intervene at that moment and reverse what they had unleashed so recklessly? what would happen to the curse if they backtracked now?

Shining Marigold wasn't sure, but she involuntarily stepped forward, intending to do something, perhaps with the idea of stopping it all right there and then?

"No, we can't undo what we've done, but maybe we can mitigate the damage, we could... talk to her, explain everything after the gala"- a gentle grip on her helmet from Blooming Rose stopped her, providing a cautious reminder that, while regret was great, they should tread carefully and not make things worse.

And her sister had a valid point, as much as it pained Shining to admit it, they could no longer erase what they had done so impulsively or it would be worse, they were left with only the attempt to make peace with Dash afterwards and trust in her capacity for understanding of their delicate situation.

However, they were so immersed in their internal judgment that they did not notice their oversight....

The front lawn of Celestia Castle was a magical sight in itself. Celestia's dusk was beginning to bid farewell and Luna was greeting Equestria by slowly raising the moon in the night sky. Fruit trees, in full bloom, perfumed the air with a sweet and intoxicating scent, flowers of every color and shape imaginable vied for attention with their beauty as they formed a structured rainbow path to the main entrance of the castle, fireflies flitted among the plants, creating a magical and surreal atmosphere.

High-ranking ponies continued to arrive along the carpeted main concourse, where butlers and servants hurried to attend to each luxurious carriage, the air was a hive of animated chatter and laughter drowned behind fans and champagne flutes, as guests gathered in groups, critically assessing each other's attire and jewelry, with little disguised glances cast towards the center of the garden.

Aster gave a crooked smile, taking a step closer until she invaded Dash's personal space. The pegasus held her breath and just stared at him, she was playing with fire and the idea was no longer as terrifying to her as before.

"Would you like to take a ride in the back yard, Lady Moonflower?" - Aster asked gallantly, offering her his hoof and leaning slightly towards Dash's figure, who despite the high golden heels, was a mare of small stature.

Dash nodded her head slightly, accepting the prince's invitation, something Rainbow Dash would have done under normal circumstances, but despite the tension she felt from the situation she was in, there was something comforting about the idea of stepping further away from the spotlight at the castle entrance.

And so it was, Aster directed her to the back garden by circling the castle to avoid entering and passing through the main hall, where the guests were already situated. The castle gardens, with their meticulous design and nighttime beauty, promised a refuge from the prying eyes and attentive ears of those elegant guest ponies.

She simply followed him into one of the castle's back gardens, feeling a twinge of pain in her hooves with each step she took on the gravel, "Damn heels," she thought, she felt awkward and uncomfortable in such impractical footwear, as if she were a foal learning to walk again. Thanks to this, her steps were becoming slower and more hesitant.

She couldn't help but notice her escort a few inches in front of her. Prince Aster was advancing with feline grace ahead, seemingly oblivious to the difficulties she faced, he was getting all the stares, all the smiles, everyone bowed respectfully to him, instead Dash felt so out of place, everyone was looking at her expectantly, with curiosity, some with envy, she was a stranger, even to herself. Dash gritted her teeth, determined not to let a pair of shoes make her look like a wimp, so she straightened her back and lifted her chin higher with a defiant air.

Suddenly and without warning, Aster stopped and turned to her, his eyes, filled with unusual intensity - "Are you feeling well, Lady Moonflower?" - He asked with genuine concern. Her sapphire eyes, illuminated by the moonlight, rested on Dash's, searching for signs of discomfort.

"Why the question?" - Dash tried to keep her tone casual, how naive, of course Aster was going to notice her discomfort.

Aster approached her with an expression of genuine concern on his face, his eyes searching Dash's magenta orbs intently - "You're acting different, like something is making you uncomfortable, do you need help with something?" - her voice was soft and comforting, as if she wanted to offer him sincere support.

Dash instinctively recoiled at the stallion's advance, her hind hooves tangled in the wide skirts of her dress, causing her to stumble backwards into a sitting position with a thud, a few muffled exclamations echoed in the distance, from some ponies witnessing the scene.

"No, what are you talking about? I'm fine..." - Dash started to protest in a strangled voice, somewhat annoyed by the prince's inquiry.

But the words choked in her throat as Aster rushed towards her again. Suddenly she had the towering steed leaning very close, invading her personal space, in an attempt to help her get on her feet after stumbling.

Her body reacted instinctively to the sudden closeness. A rush of adrenaline surged through her from head to toe, activating her fight or flight instinct, and without thinking or planning, she abruptly pulled away from him, propelling herself backward with the force of her wings. Suddenly, the atmosphere went completely silent, his ears were dazed and his vision seemed to slow down.

Aster was petrified for a few moments, bewildered by the sudden change in the mare before him.

It was then that Dash turned her head in bewilderment, as if looking for a way out, she thought she had found it as she exchanged glances with the unicorn sisters, who were watching her from a distance with petrified and alarmed expressions. Everything happened in slow motion from then on; her pupils dilated until they became two small pins while an alarm resounded inside her as she understood what was happening, it didn't take her long to tie the ends together: her controllers had momentarily lost their concentration, allowing her true self to emerge to the surface. A tingle ran through her limbs, as if she suddenly became aware that she was master of her own movements, she wondered at what precise moment she had begun to regain independence over her actions and how much of what she had said had actually been voluntary.

A flash of determination and disagreement shone fiercely in her eyes as her gaze met Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold's, that brief eye contact was enough for the unicorns to convey a silent message to her, "You will be free, but we can't allow it right now." He watched as the horns of both began to glow with their magical auras.

The freedom he had tasted for a brief moment was slipping away from him between his hooves, like a puppet that momentarily escaped the hooves of its puppeteers. As much as her conscience had awakened, she realized that her will was still trapped on the strings of the royal sisters' horns.

A bittersweet ride

Moonflower stood up awkwardly, smoothing her dress slowly with her hooves. - "how I'm sorry your majesty" - she murmured, her voice trembling, ducking her head towards Prince Aster - "it's just that... I'm not used to someone helping me, I'm very sorry for the commotion I might have caused".

Prince Aster looked at her in a compressive way and slowly approached her figure- "don't worry lady Moonflower" - he turned to the other ponies who were still looking at them because of the spectacle of a few moments ago - "I usually cause that effect on the most beautiful mares" - and as if he was a successful lecturer exposing in a big theater, the ponies around him smiled complicitly at his comment, provoking friendly murmurs among the spectators.

A mental grimace remained on Dash's face at Prince Aster's smug remark, the comment did not accomplish its purpose with her, however, it did for Moonflower.

"then, if you will allow me to enjoy a pleasant stroll through the royal gardens with your lovely company Lady Moonflower?" - declared Aster giving a complicit wink to the light blue mare.

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes to herself at such cloying verbiage. But Moonflower, completely overpowered by the spell, reacted as expected.

"It will be a real pleasure to walk beside you, your highness" - Moonflower replied in a honeyed tone, then bowed slightly and took the helmet Aster offered her gallantly smiling.

As they walked into the gardens, leaving behind the other guests who kept throwing them certain glances over their shoulders, the change in the atmosphere was palpable. The nighttime scents of flowers in full bloom mingled with the freshness of freshly cut grass, creating a scene that, despite Dash's initial reluctance, had its own charm and it didn't hurt to admit it in his thoughts.

The royal sisters hurried to follow them discreetly, they couldn't risk losing their concentration again, they couldn't generate another scandal in public, much less let their brother find out what they have done, but wait....

What really happened, how does the spell work, is it just one, what specifically does it control, does it have any weaknesses?

Don't worry, I know you have questions, I'll explain my dear reader.

In essence, the spell creates a sort of magical "second skin" that covers the real Dash under the mantle and control of Moonflower (gesture, word and movement that the real sisters exert), so despite the temporary loss of concentration of the sisters, Dash was still wearing the dress and with the subtlety of the spell that does not allow the ponies to recognize her as Dash but they see her as a stranger despite looking like Dash. What amounts to her unmistakable rainbow mane, vivid magenta eyes and other characteristic features go unnoticed.

That yes, Dash retains the ability to feel emotions, hold feelings and regret in a genuine way, the spell does not control her in that aspect, although it is true, that the actions that the sisters exert on her can alter, amplify or minimize these feelings/thoughts in the long run, thus distorting her reality through Moonflower's fictional reality.

This leads us to believe that there is indeed not only one spell in Dash, but two, but relax don't get upset, just read carefully.

We have spell #1 which is the "Body Control" spell, every gesture, movement and words coming out of "Dash's" mouth, is the expression of control by means of the real sisters spell, therefore, each of those 3 elements for the others and how it is going to be narrated is with the name "Moonflower".

We continue with spell #2 "unrecognition", this second spell, besides altering Dash's physical appearance, also projects a kind of "mental magic camouflage" on those who see her, so that not only her appearance changes, but the perception that others have about her is also being manipulated.

Under this logic, when a pony or living being sees "Moonflower" they are actually being affected by a branch of the spell that clouds their mind and prevents them from recognizing her as Rainbow Dash, trapping them in the aforementioned spell.

It's as if the spell is hiding her in plain sight, because yes, others see her, but their subconscious minds fill in the details by recognizing her as a different mare than the Element of Loyalty bearer they know, because while her physique doesn't objectively change, the way her brain is interpreted by observers does, this means that while someone may notice unique Dash characteristics in Moonflower, the second spell will play with his mind, inclining him to ignore these signs or attribute them to similarity to someone else. This component ensures that even those who know Dash well may not immediately recognize her.

After all, who would suspect that this "mysterious and elegant maiden" is actually the fearless and daring pegasus Rainbow Dash.

Although, as we noted, the spell is not perfect, much less unbreakable, it requires concentration and good magical agility on the part of the unicorn sisters, skills that, yes, they proved to possess and manage quickly.

They also demonstrated that any lapse of concentration, however brief, can create cracks in the magical barrier that allows the real Dash to seep through; these "breaks" or distractions in the spell are fleeting, lasting only a few minutes before the sorceresses can recompose the spell barrier. But in that short period, Dash partially regains her free will and her authentic personality.

As you can imagine, the sisters have side effects while casting this spell, how do you think this spell is distributed, try to find out....

Inside her mind, Rainbow writhed in frustration, trying uselessly to regain control over her body somehow, while she thought deeply about the reason why she was able to recover it before, although she didn't know if she had recovered it by herself or if it was the fault of the two unicorns, one thing was certain for her, the spell has flaws, flaws that she could take advantage of to escape from it and make fun of the sisters in the same way she felt they made fun of her. But how could she know that? She remembered that, in her school period when she was more foxy, she received classes in theory and history of magic, she always complained and asked the purpose of these classes if she is a Pegasus, now she understood that she should have paid more attention.

"Aren't the royal gardens a real spectacle for the senses?" - Prince Aster asked with mock modesty. He stopped in front of a huge fountain where two daring sculptures of alicorn ponies were spouting powerful jets of water into the marble pool.
"Oh, they certainly are, your highness!" - Moonflower replied, smiling sweetly at the prince for his comment, Dash even constrained, rolled her eyes irritably to herself - "The meadows and gardens of Canterlot are of unparalleled beauty."
"Though I must admit, lady Moonflower, that tonight I found in these gardens a flower that dulls the beauty of all the others..."- Aster watched her briefly but not long enough for her to notice the compliment, compliments that Dash within himself was beginning to get used to, attributing it to her innate way of treating others, especially mares like her, or like what he believed her to be.

The princesses quickly orchestrated Moonflower's reactions, communicating to Prince Aster with her body language, that she had been pleased by his rhetorical comment, making her blush goofily and bat her eyelashes at him. A goofy giggle escaped her lips.

Rainbow Dash wanted to smack herself against the wall at such cheesiness. She watched as Prince Aster gracefully and elegantly picked a rose from the nearby rose bush, manipulating it with his magic to carefully remove the thorns. His concentration did not go unnoticed.

All pony breeds have magic in them, however, it is the unicorns who can manifest it in the most tangible and direct way possible, by means of their horn. This, in turn, leads them to develop good mental and magical agility over time, the more they study and practice magic, the more dominant they become with it, requiring less concentration to perform complex spells over time.

The unicorn princesses, Shining Marigold and Blooming Rose, are experts in the use of magic. They had devoted years to their study and practice, which had allowed them to develop exceptional control over their abilities, however, the spells they had used on Dash are particularly complex and demanding, so, although one can carry them without problems, it will require a lot of concentration and mental wear during the time of execution of the spell, which is why they do it between them, to avoid more often these temporary effects.

They split the spell in such a way that the wear and tear is not so close to occurring on them, but the effects take their time, while one focused on managing their speech patterns and verbal responses, the other shaped their expressions and body movements, and between them they hold the spell of unrecognition, which, yes, is the most complex, but also the most durable (or slowly unraveling) if they lose focus for a few minutes, which is why, when Dash briefly regained agency, the ponies around her still perceived her as Moonflower, the sisters were quick on that score.

But, despite their vast experience with magic, the princesses could feel the tremendous toll this spell was taking on them. Maintaining absolute control over another being for prolonged periods of time was frankly exhausting, even for two unicorns as powerful as them, which explains the event of a few minutes ago, where their conversation distracted them and they managed to lose concentration for a few minutes, slowly detaching the body control spell from its target. It was in those moments when glimpses of Rainbow Dash's true will and rebelliousness managed to sneak in fleetingly before being suffocated again.

The prince smirked at Moonflower's shy and flattered reaction, and with a studied movement of his horn, he caused the petals of the rose to open before gallantly offering it to her - "a rose for you my lady, which, beautiful as it is, is not worthy to adorn your radiant presence" - he declared with pretentious eloquence. Smiling and pleased, Moonflower received it, Dash would have too..., What?, she had to admit that Aster had a good persuasive language, very extensive and elegant for her taste normally, even more extensive than that of Princess Celestia herself she would dare to say.

"Oh your highness, you are very kind" - Moonflower replied in a honeyed voice, bringing the rose with her hoof close to her face to inhale its scent, "I'm afraid your flattery is too generous for this simple mare." - 'simple mare'?", Rainbow laughed wryly to herself.

Moonflower was the antonym of simple, the antonym of Rainbow Dash, who was indeed the synonym for simplicity. She didn't know why she was surprised at the lack of knowledge or even consideration Marigold and Shinning had for her true self.

Now that she thought about it more carefully, she could affirm that they definitely didn't even care about using her in this game, they didn't even think about it, let alone consider her real life before subduing her. Okay, she gave them consent in their ridiculous idea of disguising her to go unnoticed through the castle until they reached the exit, very bad and impractical, but just that. She didn't give them consent to even exercise the control they were currently exercising, much less to put her up as a pretty girl in front of her brother. This was definitely illegal.

Her brief reflection troubled her, made her think, how far are they capable of going? What is their purpose and how the fuck did Dash end up being a part of this now?

Aster gloated at the apparent effect of her gallantry. He stepped even closer, blatantly invading her personal space, until their noses almost brushed.

"No, no, my lady. You are the very definition of perfection" - he purred and looked at her, of course Moonflower reciprocated the look, a look that Dash longed to avert, she couldn't deny that Aster is an attractive pony, but his impulsive behavior and confidence made her uncomfortable and annoyed.

Her hooves moved gracefully in feigned signs of shyness and submission, his mouth opened and closed, spouting honeyed nonsense that he would never have said of his own free will, and his eyes, those eyes that so often reflected his characteristic determination and excitement in adventure, now blinked coquettishly under someone else's orders, as if they had been replaced with new ones.

But something is missing, don't you think, tell me reader, what keeps the essence of a pony?

The train's powerful engines roared loudly, cutting through the air at high speed along the rails. The elite formation waited anxiously in the exclusively assigned carriage in the direction of Canterlot for their long awaited aerial display, they were aware that the gala had probably already begun, but there was no rush, their performance would follow the protocol of the royal ball, also taking into account that they were not invited for the gala directly but only for the show, it gave them less expectation and importance to the event for them, their mood before the disinterested gesture on the part of the royal family and their team, who are the ones who hired them for the show, limited them to go to what they were invited and that's it.

The carriage was relatively silent, Spitfire, the team leader was going through the checklist for the twelfth time, it was her way of keeping herself entertained and reassured that everything was in order: costumes, flight goggles, sound equipment, lights, fireworks, water, choreography, logistics, among others that she made up along the way. His teammates Fleetfoot, Soarin, Rapid Fire and Thunderlane were chatting animatedly, while the rest of the team remained absorbed in their thoughts, staring out the window or resting with their eyes closed due to the accumulated fatigue of the week.

It has been a complicated season for the Wonderbolts. They needed more visibility and relevance from the ponies, to find a way to stand out for more than just their exploits in the sky, no, they needed more dynamism, boldness and fairness, to be remembered and want to continue participating in their events, to create loyalty and surprise the ponies is not easy when they always ask for the same thing. They had to find a way to stay relevant and important, otherwise, the team would get bored of the job and, in the long run, they would end up leaving if better opportunities for growth presented themselves. It was those opportunities that "The Wonderbolts" were to provide them with, opportunities that they quietly sought for themselves and for the strengthening of the team.

Spitfire, for a moment looked up from his board, fixed on the horizon, pondering the situation. She knew that the team needed a change, but she was not sure what was the best way to achieve it, she knew the positive attitude of the team and the willingness they always showed, but these were complicated times, as more than one member had already mentioned, so she felt responsible for the permanence and demands of her teammates and did not want to make hasty decisions that could jeopardize the future of the team, because it could not be an abrupt change that would destabilize the team or take them away from the essence of what the Wonderbolts were. It had to be something that would revitalize them, give them a new purpose and, at the same time, maintain the tradition, reputation and respect they had earned over the years.

"I can't help but feel we've been relegated to the background"-and everyone thought so, only Fleetfoot (who else? (sarcasm)) should say so-"We're not just a circus act; we're the Wonderbolts for Celestia!"
"No, nor Celestia, she does consider us more than just entertainment" - promoted Thunderlane listlessly leaning back in his seat, looking for a way to lighten his muscles for the show.

They looked at each other sharing agreement and reluctance, but it was their job and they were on their way. The conversation was interrupted by Rapid Fire - "No matter how they see us now, tonight, we will fly so high and stand out so much with the show that they won't be able to ignore us"- He stood up, spreading his wings with determination.

"Plus let's not forget that we will have a colorful support this time, so it won't be hard to catch the ponies' attention" - High Winds mentioned with positivism, unfortunately the comment didn't get the expected reception.

The comment fell on the wagon filled with tension, the eyes of the Wonderbolts met, sharing an unspoken concern. Dash's absence was more than noticeable, she was not only one of their best recruits at the academy, but also a source of energy and motivation, not having heard from her so far was beginning to weigh on the team.

"What if she forgot?" - Surprise awkwardly proposed to break the silence.

Soarin frowned and shook his head vehemently. Her emerald eyes reflected steely determination as she opposed that idea - "impossible no, she's not like that, it doesn't make sense that she would have forgotten about a great opportunity to fulfill her dream, being so close I don't think she would have wanted to go far away voluntarily and, if for some reason she had decided to quit, she would have told us."

Fleetfoot nodded, backing his partner - "i'm with Soarin, I don't think she'd be so brazen as to leave without warning, knowing we'd be waiting for her. She's loyalty made pony."

Misty Fly, however, watched them skeptically, shrugging. -" well, she can be proclaimed whatever, but she's still an ordinary pony, we can't trust her 100% based on that fact only."

-" Oh no! What if she's being controlled and magically induced and can't escape this magical limbo to call for help or get away?" - exclaimed Surprise in a squeaky voice as she began to fidget back and forth exaggeratedly, shaking her hooves in comical but pure alarm.

Everyone stared at her in disbelief, rolling their eyes at her unconscionably ridiculous conclusion.

Spitfire finally interjected with a firm tone - "stop it, that's not even a real option Surprise" - he addressed the whole team - "listen Bolts, just like you I don't know what's going on, the only thing I know right now and what we should focus on is that we are The Wonderbolts, with or without Dash, and we will have the show tonight, whether she shows up or not" - as he spoke he was walking back and forth in front of his teammates - "if she doesn't show up, we will have to make do without her, but I will not allow anyone to doubt her commitment to the Wonderbolts until we hear from her, is that clear? ".

"Yes ma'am!"-they were quick to respond in unison with renewed verve.

It was at that moment that the first lights of the brightly illuminated city began to come into view in the near distance, they looked at each other with consoling smiles.

The train stopped with a soft screech at the Canterlot station, they have arrived. They received orders from the train administration, telling them to wait for the other ponies to get off the train so they could clear the area and they could get out and head towards Celestia's castle.

The Wonderbolts descended from the carriage, greeted by a crowd of excited ponies all around, there was a group of royal guards dressed in golden armor and with spears in their hooves around the crowd to prevent the other ponies from passing and escort the team to the castle.

-It will always be my pleasure to welcome the honorable Wonderbolts," a grey-coated steed of distinguished bearing, old enough to be the Grandfather of one of the Bolts, greeted them with a smile.

"Silverstone, old chap!" - Spitfire exclaimed with a wide grin, being one of the few times he abandoned his stoic expression, he reached over and shook the veteran butler's helmet with genuine affection.

Silverstone, one of the head butlers who inhabited Celestia's castle and who has handled more than one event in which the Wonderbolts have starred in the halftime show, knows the ins and outs of the castle and its staff like the back of his helmet.

"Princess Celestia has entrusted me to escort and attend to you during your stay tonight, as always it is my greatest pleasure." - he added with a slight bow, though a kindly glow lit his gaze as he rested his ancient eyes upon the elite flyers who looked at him comfortingly and with pride that he was the one to escort them through the night.

Thunder stepped forward with a broad smile in a gesture of affectionate familiarity. - "We would expect nothing less from the legendary Silverstone and his unsurpassed treatment, my friend."

They made their way along the path already cleared by the guards for their passage through the charming village towards the castle, all around them were all manner of ponies, some looking at them with admiration and respect, the smaller ones with excitement and joy, and some others with superiority or ignorance.

"So tell us Silver" - Fleetfoot put a wing around him in a complicit manner - "What news does this royal visit bring? For I doubt very much if it is only for our show."
"Well, my dear Fleetfoot, as I'm sure you know, any royal visit to Celestia's castle always comes with a packed agenda of logistics and engagements. Tonight, in addition to your show, we must prepare everything for the royal dance to be held at the castle and the ceremonies handled by the royal family."

-" wait, you mean the dance hasn't even started yet?" - Fire Streak paused spectatorially looking at the older pony - "and we thought we'd be late".

Silver nods his head -" that's right, we've had problems with the coordination of the event according to the schedule" - continued Silver as they continued to move forward.

-And what is the reason for this delay in time? The organization of the royal family? Because with Princess Celestia the events have always been very punctual and according to her stipulated schedule" - said Soarin following the conversation with a bit of surprise for the oversight of the event.

"The truth, son, is that the hosts of the gala, that is, the royal brothers, have been very scattered around the castle"- Silver answered him, with a tone of discouragement and tiredness in his voice. - "We don't know exactly where the unicorn princesses are, they are quickly getting out of sight, and the prince seems hypnotized by a mare that seemed to come out of nowhere and is not paying attention to the gala he himself convened."

That comment caused more than one Bolt to raise his eyebrows and look at each other with some disgust at the hosts' lack of order, The Wonderbolts, used to precision and organization, couldn't help but feel a mixture of confusion and nervousness at what apparently awaited them tonight.

High Winds snorted disdainfully, his navy blue, tousled mane fluttering slightly - "ugh, and here I was planning on heading home early after the show!"

-" I understand you and I must admit that this situation is rather unusual. Princess Celestia is concerned about the behavior of the royal siblings, especially on the eve of such an important event, there are already ponies in the princely hall and they haven't even announced themselves" - Her brow furrowed slightly at the thought of the impending royal reprimand awaiting them.

-"But wasn't it the purpose of the Gala for the Prince to find a bride? Looks like that's where he's got her"- Fleetfoot interjected with a hint of derision in his voice.

-" is true, but you should at least have the decency to announce it to your guests so as not to waste their time in vain. So did we" - The captain shook off her flaming mane with visible disapproval at the royal family’s apparent lack of commitment.

As they approached the majestic castle of Canterlot, the magnificence of the architecture rose before them, reminding them of the reason for their presence there. Despite the worries, duty called

-" well we can take advantage of this carelessness to highlight our abilities not?" - the cheerful voice of Surprise broke the tension of the group, who looked at her curiously at her idea - "if the Princes are not committed to their duties, we will show yes and bring excitement to those boring ponies!" - says Surprise with his characteristic joy and charisma.

That certainly encourage the group - "Sure, Surprise is right. In addition, I have heard that there will be special guests tonight, some even from outside Equestria. ¡ It could be our chance to impress some international sponsors!" - Fleetfoot shared the possibility excitedly.

"I admit it never hurts to have sponsors backing us up, especially with the new emerging teams trying to steal the show" - Spitfire’s gaze hardened with determination as he thought of the future - "maybe that’s what we’re missing" - she thought to herself.

Just then, the imposing silhouette of the castle shrank against the starry sky, its towers seemed to touch the sky as they approached. The royal guards, erect and imposing in their armor, opened the doors with a solemn gesture, the Wonderbolts entered the vast front garden, where the light of the candelabra danced on the marble columns and the perfumed flowers indicated the way.

-"Let me notify the logistics team that you are already here" - said Silver straightening towards the door. The old pony began to make its way into the castle.

-"Silver..." - Spitfire stopped it before it moved further away. A knot formed in the captain’s throat when she spoke. - "You wouldn’t happen to see a slightly lower-than-average Pegasus with rainbow hair and a multicolored Cutie Mark here?"

The veteran stallion squinted and pondered for a moment with a thoughtful expression.- "No, my dear Spitfire. Why the question?"

"she is part of my team for tonight’s show and I have not received news of her condition, I had hopes that she had already arrived" - Spitfire’s voice tinged with anguish as he continued - "I had hopes that she had already arrived." - she looked around with growing anxiety, unnecessarily scrutinizing every nook and cranny as she could not distinguish her companion Rainbow Dash. - "I’m distressed to know he’s not here.".

Silverstone placed a comforting hoof over Spitfire’s shoulder, giving her a paternal look. - "hey, let’s not hurry, I might be out there and I haven’t seen her in my hurry. Don’t worry, I’ll make a subtle announcement, okay?"

That seemed to cheer the tormented captain slightly, who smiled with gratitude. - "thank you very much, Silver" - she returned with his team, wishing she could repay all the favors and wise guidance that this old friend had given her over the years.

-"Every time I walk in here, I feel like I’m in a fairy tale" - Fleetfoot said in an enraptured whisper. The silver-haired mare spun slowly, admiring the sumptuous architectural details bathed in the light of the lamps.

Soarin exhaled slowly, his breath forming a slight cloud of mist in the cool night air. Her emerald eyes swept through the vast garden with a mixture of wonder and nostalgia as a path of brightly colored flowers formed a rainbow that curled gracefully into the castle. - "We hope that this time there will be a happy ending" - he muttered with barely audible hesitation.

He could see Spitfire approaching them slowly denying with his head, answering the question that hovered in the group’s mind. Where could she be? What could have happened to her not to be there at that time? , and no, he played his life to think that she had left them, it is her dream, so she has always tried, something else is preventing her, but what?. he didn’t want to think about it for long, but it was inevitable not to feel her absence, he just wanted to see her for the show, that would be a vision worthy of a fairy tale.

Camouflaged Encounters

"I wonder what secrets these ancient walls hide?" - commented Aster with a tone of intrigue, his gaze wandering over the shadows that stretched between the trees in the garden - "I imagine every detail has a story to tell."

The silver moonlight slipped through the branches of the fruit trees, casting an intricate lacework of shadows over the small clearing. Aster breathed in deeply, letting the scents of the night fill her lungs, the fragrance was almost intoxicating, a mixture of night flowers, fresh grass and a hint of silent honey permeating everything.

"Everything has a story to tell, doesn't it?" - she continued, turning to Moonflower - "Tell me lady Moonflower, where are you from? I've never seen a mare as beautiful as you around here before." - what a good question, Dash replied to herself, eager to hear Moonflower's creative answer. Her magenta eyes met Aster's, as serene and naive as a lake after a long storm.

Marigold and Blooming, observing everything from the shadows of the vineyard exchanged brief glances, of course Aster would eventually inquire into the background of "Moonflower" that had captured her interest, they needed to come up with a convincing origin already.

-"There you are, Your Highnesses. We found you at last" - declared Silverstone with a weary sigh. - "The Wonderbolts, they have arrived and are waiting for their formal reception, I also inform you that there are already several guests waiting for them in the main hall."

"The Wonderbolts?" - Blooming Rose frowned quizzically. - "Are you talking about the entertainment team Princess Celestia recommended to us? They were supposed to arrive after the royal ball."
"And what do you mean they're already waiting for the guests in the royal ballroom?" - Marigold demanded to know in an incredulous tone. - "What's going on?"
"That's right, Princesses" - stated Silver Storm regretfully - "there has been a delay in the event due to your failure to show up at any time." - He shook his head in ill-concealed disappointment.

But of course, the gala, how come they pushed it aside like that, they have been so immersed in their game that they forgot all about it, what disrespect for the ponies of Canterlot and for Princess Celestia.

-"That is why, your majesties, I recommend you to start right away, we will see to it that the ponies are not bored, but you must make your pronouncements immediately." - Silver said as she glanced briefly over the sisters' shoulder toward the back garden, where Aster and Moonflower were conversing privately.

Moonflower, are you there?"- Aster's voice sounded somewhat puzzled by her companion's sudden silence, as she waved a helmet in front of her. - "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Rainbow Dash had a bad feeling at that forced silence. She could do nothing but wait static for some word to come out of her costume's mouth.

"Was it something I said?" - Aster questioned herself if perhaps her question had too complicated an undertone for the mare. He would never know, at least not for now.
"Sorry to interrupt..." - that voice, Marigold's voice echoed in her head, so that's why she wasn't responding said Rainbow to herself -" ... but we have received important news. The entertainment team has arrived and we must receive them, as well as the guests, we are late Aster" - informed Shinning Marigold hurriedly, while Blooming nodded in agreement at her side. They crossed glances with Moonflower who of course was still silent.

The prince was startled by the urgency in his sister's tone. The Royal Gala! For a moment he forgot his obligations to the event he himself had called.

"Oh no, the gala is certain, we must go at once" - he answered at once, beginning to stride forward in hasty strides - "tell the stewards to get the hall ready for the royal dance, while we go to meet the show ponies at the entrance."

Without another word, he took Moonflower's arm somewhat roughly, urging her to follow him hastily out of the castle's back gardens.

"You escort them, Blooming" - Shining's voice rose once again calmly and complicitly, as he made a slight gesture to his sister - "I'll take care of the guests, meet me in the main room."

The corridors of the castle seemed endless as Aster, Blooming and Moonflower hurried their pace. The echo of their hooves echoed off the stone walls, accompanied by the clinking of the armor of the guards escorting them.

From the corner of his eye, he could see the rainbow-haired Pegasus practically running beside him. Her expression denoted a storm of emotions that Aster could not decipher, and that he should not decipher, Dash did not know what to think, she only knew that she had to find a way to flee, to break Blooming's concentration and run, fight for her freedom or whatever, but she did not want to stay there anymore.

Soon, the impressive arch of the entrance gate loomed before them. The carved oak doors and golden hardware stood wide open, letting in the lights and murmurs of the elite, elite Dash knew all too well.

It didn't take them long to stand at the front door in front of the group of elite pegasus awaiting the hosts' arrival. At the sight of them they turned with wings outstretched in a formation that gave away their identity: the Wonderbolts themselves in all their awesome glory.

Aster swallowed horribly, feeling a pang of guilt as he remembered the main reason he had summoned them that night. He shook those thoughts away, pulling himself together. This was his chance to vindicate himself after all those embarrassing oversights and make up for his night.

The Wonderbolts, with the professionalism that characterizes them, made a brief bow in the presence of Prince Aster and Princess Blooming Rose, Moonflower was just another expectant one being held by Aster's helmet and Dash wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow her up and spit her into a black hole. She was in trouble, trouble that could cost her the dream of a lifetime, that only increased her rage.

Just imagining the disappointment on the faces of Spitfire, Soarin and the others on the team who trusted her turned her insides inside out. Losing everything and everyone, her dream of flying with the elite...it was too much, her legs threatened to fail her at any moment, she broke out in a cold sweat and started to hold back the urge to vomit. How could she do then, would asking for help with her controlled eyes work, how could she explain it if she got out of that spell, would they believe her if she said it was all an elaborate mockery by the princesses that she had hopelessly fallen into?

"Good evening, honored flyers" - Aster's voice echoed throughout the hall, powerful yet warm at the same time - "welcome to Canterlot Castle on this special occasion, we hope you are prepared to put on a show that will leave an indelible impression this gala evening."

Spitfire recomposed her posture and approached the royal group, Aster leading the march with his head held high, his princely bearing commanding instant respect. To his left, the delicate figure of Blooming Rose advanced with elegance worthy of a princess, but her eyes betrayed a certain uneasiness before the expectant crowd of atrovata pegasus, and to his right, standing out like a wild flower among the greenhouse roses, was Moonflower, a pegasus with a rainbow mane, who watched her pale with her body tense, no doubt the third one impressed her, she had never seen her before although she would swear she had, there was something of familiarity that she decided to quickly ignore.

-"Your Highnesses, it is an honor for me and my team to be here" - spitfire told them shaking hooves with Aster in the process - "I can assure you that we will leave everything in the air tonight. A show worthy of a Royal Gala just as you requested" - Spitfire declared in her best captain's tone.

-Excellent, I am pleased to hear those words" - Aster smiled broadly - "allow me first to introduce my sister here, Princess Blooming Rose."

-" it's a pleasure" - Blooming replied with a forced smile, trying to keep her composure, the Bolts had slowly approached and attended as soon as she introduced herself, shaking helmets with their leader.

-And my other companion here, Lady Moonflower" - they all turned to see her, Dash was begging for help and Moonflower was smiling, pleased by the attention her presence was generating.

-"It's a pleasure to meet you" - Spitfire said politely as they shook hooves in the same way she had done with Aster and Blooming. Rainbow hoped for a miracle, but the look and smile that Spitfire gave her only reaffirmed that Moonflower was a simple stranger to them. Her hope was beginning to fade.

"The pleasure is entirely mine" - Moonflower replied sweetly, letting her gaze wander with an air of sophisticated curiosity over each of the Wonderbolts.
"Well, my dears" - Aster's voice echoed imposing attention upon him again - "seeing that you arrived ahead of schedule, I cordially invite you to enjoy the gala and the royal dance"- he turned toward the center of the main room with an almost youthful enthusiasm reflected in his countenance - "I am sure this evening will be memorable for all."

After nodding to Blooming, he leaned over to his sister to whisper some directions - "Blooming, please take the flying team to their rooms to unpack whatever they brought, instruct them to head to the main room after they do that" - without waiting for a response, he prepared to lead the way down the halls to the ballroom taking Moonflower's helmet again.

Before he could continue, Blooming's voice stopped him - "wait Aster, allow me a moment with Moonflower, please. I'll take her to you in the main room later."

That request made the prince raise a quizzical eyebrow at his sister, why would Blooming need to pull Moonflower aside if, as far as he knew, they didn't know each other? Blooming seemed to read his mind, for he was quick to respond before he asked the question - "I know it is with her that you intend to dance the opening piece and I must instruct her on the protocols she must follow for the ceremony."

Aster watched his sister with manifest confusion at her request to take Moonflower aside. It was true that she intended to court the enigmatic mare during the inaugural dance, but he saw no reason why Blooming needed to instruct her in the protocols. He left it aside, he was running late - "Very well, I trust you" -with this said, he made a brief farewell gesture to Moonflower and headed towards the main room through the castle's corridors.

-"This way please" - without further ado, Blooming began to lead the way to the castle suits where she would leave the Wonderbolts and chat with Rainbow Dash, her mind was between good and evil, she hadn't told Shinning that she was going to do this, but she couldn't take it any longer, she had to risk it, she knew it wasn't right, but she also couldn't back down at this point or everything would be ruined for her brother, she needed to find a way to handle it and come to an agreement with Dash, who most likely was angry enough as the Tartar herself. If Dash wanted to yell at her, insult her or more, she was aware that she had to put up with it, she deserved it for everything they had put her through, and what they were going to put her through later on.

"I'm not surprised they 'invited' us to the gala during their mismanagement march" - Fleetfoot leaned over to whisper to Soarin in annoyance.

The light blue steed nodded with a snort, sneaking a furtive glance to the front where Blooming Rose and Moonflower were leading the march - "nor me. Had it been up to my pride alone, I would never have agreed" - Soarin admitted through chuckles - "but I understand that we must maintain a good image before them regardless."

A few strides further back, High Winds and Spitfire exchanged glances at the murmurs of their companions, although the royal brothers tried their best to make a good impression in front of them, they did not quite succeed.

"Hey Spit, have you heard from Rainbow Dash?" -Anguished High Winds asked in a low voice, risking raising the question that was on everyone's minds. - "Did Silver say anything to you?"

The captain slowly shook her head, her brow furrowed in frustration - "No, unfortunately. He told me he'd keep an eye out and let me know of any movement. But so far..." She let the sentence hang in the air with an evasive movement of her helmet.

"And why don't you ask Princess Blooming?" - suggested Thunderlane in a barely audible whisper - "maybe she knows something no?"

Spitfire glared at him in warning. - "Of course not. That question would only indicate to them that we missed the parade of one of our team and give them the impression that we didn't come one hundred percent prepared for the show."

"So..." - Thunderlane averted his gaze to Moonflower almost imperceptibly. - "how about asking her? She doesn't seem to be part of the hosts, maybe she's seen something."
"What a good excuse to approach her" - Fleetfoot joked holding back his trademark teasing laugh - "She captivated you that quickly?"
"No excuse" - Thunderlane defended, his tone denoting slight nervousness - "besides, don't give me any crap that you guys didn't catch your eye." - The furtive glances the team was casting toward Moonflower's slender figure did not go unnoticed.

Misty Fly shook her mane with a derisive snort - "of course she caught our eye" - she admitted with her characteristic frankness - "a mare like that captivates anyone's eyes."

"Come on guys, behave yourselves. You wouldn't want Miss Moonflower to think we're a bunch of drooling foals, would you?" - Spitfire gave them a sly grin in a scolding tone.

-"Please, how could she think that of us? I doubt she'd listen to us" ...

"Of course I hear you Thunderlane" - Dash mentally replied as if they could read her. Out of the corner of her eye, she could perfectly distinguish the looks and comments thrown in her direction, despite the dissimulation of her companions, who were not known for being the most discreet in Equestria. It was only in that situation that she was grateful for whatever spell made her unrecognizable, at least then she could avoid the utter mortification that would consume them if they knew they were talking about her.

So immersed was Rainbow in her inner turmoil that she did not notice the speculative glance that Blooming was giving her, the princess gave a slight enigmatic smile as she noticed the blush that colored the smooth cheeks of the late Moonflower.

If so, she heard and saw the same things Moonflower's eyes could see, this way she could know what to tell her to say or do, and if she understood correctly, these acrobatic pegasus knew Rainbow Dash and were looking for her for the show. Blooming had an idea.

They were finishing up the stairs, Blooming watched everyone stand neatly in front of her and Dash follow her body orders as Moonflower, no doubt it would be a very long and torturous night for the colorful pegasus.

"All right, Wonderbolts..." - the voice of Blooming Rose cut through the silence like a bolt of lightning. - "...You may prepare here for as long as you need before the show. Moonflower will assist you with the technical and prop preparations for you to attend the gala, then another team will take you backstage for your show." - The words were like a bucket of ice water to Dash.

The pegasus entered the huge suit. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, the Princess added - "Oh, and Moonflower dear" - as she was starting to get annoyed with that name Dash said to herself - "when you're done here, I kindly ask you to give me a few minutes of your time before the dance, I need to talk to you about something very important" - with that last one the unicorn apparently left, apparently because Dash knew she would be controlling her behind those walls. Blooming Rose was definitely up to something and Rainbow was beginning to understand her game and of course, if she wanted to talk about the rules of this one Dash planned to let her know what he thought and would set his rules as well.

The room assigned to the Wonderbolts was adorned with full-length mirrors and hangers ready for their flight suits. As the team members dispersed to get ready for their flight suits, the team was getting ready for the show.

"Remember, tonight is not just about the stunts" - Spitfire reminded them, adjusting his helmet with steely determination. - "It's about showing the grace and strength of the team, we need to take advantage of the hosts' carelessness to stand out."

The Wonderbolts nodded, each lost in their own thoughts about the night ahead. Some were mentally going over routines, while others were adjusting their costumes, making sure every feather was in place, and others were casting brief glances at Moonflower, who was just there walking slowly through the suit.

Fleetfoot was holding Rainbow Dash's flight suit with the utmost delicacy, gazing at it almost reverently. Her light blue mane fluttered as she approached to -" Spitfire what do I do with Dash's suit?" - she asked, holding out the garment with his hooves.

Spitfire looked at the suit with a look full of determination and a frown - "we'll take it with us"- answered the flaming mane pegasus - " I keep hoping it's in the main room" - hope is the last thing you lose, they say, and her persistence did not allow her to accept the idea that Rainbow had abandoned them even though the probability was becoming more obvious with every minute.

She had to be sure so... -"Skies, go and start a search immediately through the main room, have High Wings escort you through the main room. I know Silver will have already mobilized his guards and comarades, but it doesn't hurt to double your efforts. and .."

-" Pardon my intrusion, but may I ask who you are looking for?" - interrupted Moonflower's voice to the captain of the Bolts, A heavy silence fell over the Wonderbolts. by now Dash was already beginning to say goodbye to his dream.

Spitfire, with a mixture of surprise and suspicion, looked at Moonflower with a slight hesitation and at her team before answering, there was nothing to lose after all - "We are looking for one of our flight mates, her name is Rainbow Dash, we haven't seen her since this afternoon and we are concerned due to the fact that it is not her essence to be lost from the face of Equestria in these types of engagements" - she explained cautiously.

Moonflower nodded understandingly, though Dash could sense the underlying tension in the atmosphere. - "I can imagine the anguish you must be going through not being able to locate her. Please describe her to me a little more, perhaps I've seen her too and can help you." - what do you intend by this Blooming, Dash wondered.

Spitfire took a sidelong glance at the elegant mare in front of her and couldn't help a slight frown - "She's a pegasus with an athletic build but small, what stands out the most is her mane and rainbow tail, plus her cutie mark, a cloud with a colorful lightning bolt..." - he paused for a moment and looked at the mare in front of her - "... excuse the comparison, clearly I'm not trying to offend you, but she has a certain resemblance to you, although obviously with a very different demeanor than yours" - Dash had to make an over-equal effort not to roll his eyes. "this situation was bordering on the absurd!" She had literally just described her and she is talking to her.

She was stressed, very stressed, she was beginning to get the idea that the spell was efficient enough that those who had known her most of her life could not recognize her, giving her to understand that getting out of that spell was nearly impossible. But a part of her being and essence refused to think that it was so, refused to accept that there was no way out, but which one?

Which reader, you managed to find the answer, which is the essence of a pony?

The Cutie Mark, that unique symbol that represents the talents and special destiny of each pony, are not simple marks or badges, they are physical manifestations of the unbreakable bond between a pony and her purpose in life. This acts as an "anchor" that binds her to her true self, no matter how much they try to hide it under illusory disguises. It is literally the magical representation of their essence.

Because of this close connection with the essence of each pony, the Cutie Marks emanate a kind of invisible but powerful "magical aura", therefore, removing them implies detaching them from who they are and their purpose for being.

So yes, as you are thinking, the spell of unrecognition does not literally modify Rainbow Dash's cutie mark, therefore, if someone manages to catch even a slight glimpse of the unmistakable cyan lightning cloud on Dash's flank, they are unconsciously "tuning in" to the inner aura emanating from her Cutie Mark, and that resonance is what breaks the spell of unrecognition of the sorceresses, making them see that who they are seeing is actually Dash.

It's as if the aura of a Cutie Mark acts as an "anti-shock wave" that dispels any camouflage or manipulation, dispelling the ramification of the unrecognition spell on the ponies who see Moonflower and can see Dash.

It's a pity that our protagonist is far from reaching that conclusion, or is she...?

"Oh, don't apologize" - replied Moonflower with a faint smile. Rather, I am pleased to be able to reassure you a little" - her comment attracted the attention of everyone in the suit - "yes, I have seen that pegasus you tell me about strolling around the castle grounds." - oh don't tell me, and where did you see her, in the hall of mirrors in the castle maybe. Yes, arguing with Moonflower's answers was Dash's new form of entertainment and venting.

A murmur of anticipation ran through the group. Spitfire, in a measured but urgent tone. - "tell us please, Miss Moonflower, where exactly did you see that pegasus? Any details may be vital in locating her."

All the Wonderbolts held their breath in anxious anticipation.

"Moonflower..." - a serene but firm voice interrupted them - "oh how I am sorry to interfere, but it is time for us to prepare for the royal dance." - Blooming Rose, whose sudden appearance made everyone present startle, and who didn't hesitate to quickly grab Moonflower by the helmet and carry her off through the castle corridors.
"Princess, wait! We need...!" - Spitfire's claims were muffled as the doors closed behind Blooming Rose.

The Wonderbolts exchanged looks of dismay. Soarin was the first to react - "well what are we waiting for, let's go after them! We can't lose Dash's trail now that we're so close." - with that said more than one Bolt ran out of the suit after the pegasus and the unicorn.

Blooming Rose knew exactly what she had provoked by interrupting the conversation and taking "Moonflower" away in that abrupt manner. She did it on purpose, of course, but even so she was aware that the Wonderbolts would not stand hoofed crusaders. She could feel their gazes on her back and their swift wings following them.
Controlling Moonflower's hurried steps with silent commands, the princess quickened her pace through the wide corridors of the castle, her eyes fell on Dash's folded wings. If she was part of the aerial squadron of pegasus, she had to be fast in flight, right? She risked mentally urging her to unfold them and advance by air, apparently she was ready but the adrenaline and stress of the situation betrayed her, failing to coordinate the movement of Dash's wings in her favor, causing Moonflower to stumble as she tried to take flight.

Dash slipped, she felt it, a fleeting shudder ran through her body, like lightning tearing through the darkness. The momentary stumble had allowed her to free herself for a split second from Blooming Rose's mind control, when her iron will weakened.

The Wonderbolts were speeding down the corridor, their hooves echoing on the stone floor with a frantic pace, behind them and she must act now before she was caught in the spell again.

Dance of Confrontations

So close but so far away, luck seemed to have abandoned her completely from the moment she crashed into the long, glassless window located in one of the towers of Celestia's palace. The memory of her father's teachings came to Rainbow's mind like a distant echo.

-"Regretting is pointless, it only serves to duck into excuses of what might have been instead of facing the consequences of your actions" - he used to tell her frankly. - "do not regret for the past already trodden my child. Those memories of unbidden teachings shape you as a pony and prepare you for the future. Accept it and find a way to change it if you don't like it."

And her father was right, Rainbow had proven it many times throughout her life. At this very moment, however, she couldn't stop the "would have's" from swirling around in her mind, relentlessly tormenting her.

Why hadn't she stayed with the Wonderbolts at the academy instead of going to Ponyville? Her weather duties weren't so urgent after all and because of the commitment she'd shown to weather management, she'd earned the trust of the Poniville inhabitants. Or why did she decide to practice her dangerous personal flying routines just AFTER finishing those duties, and why on the heck did she think doing it near Canterlot Castle was a good idea to avoid being late for the function she was invited to?

Perhaps if she had asked more details about the meeting point with the Wonderbolts before leaving, all this would have been avoided. Had she done something so bad to deserve this unfair situation? Or had she brought it on herself by her recklessness?

No, this was not her fault, had she provoked it?, she had not right?, could she have sensed that something like this was likely to happen that day, of course not, or had she, but how? - "I should have stayed with them" ...it would have been better not to have practiced..... why didn't I ask more? .... maybe if I would have... but there was no way to.... "when did it all come out of my hoofs?...." - The cascade of recriminations went on and on in his troubled mind.

"Somebody please shut my mind up."

At that moment, Dash became suddenly aware of his surroundings. She was in a small, dark cellar, with Blooming Rose in front of her, imposing her magic to seal her mouth and render her immobile. The princess gasped, evidencing the great magical toll the spell was taking on her. In the distance, the voices of the Wonderbolts could be heard searching for them.

You're wondering what's going on, aren't you, let's recap.

Rainbow Dash had gained a brief moment of freedom, a respite from Blooming Rose's mind control. She felt the euphoria of regained autonomy flowing through her veins, with the Wonderbolts fast approaching as they spun through the castle corridors, her instincts screaming at her to run, to fly, to scream, but this sudden release caused her to stumble and stagger awkwardly from a momentary dizziness, to that add that the uncomfortable and tight dress of "Moonflower" restricted her movements, reducing her reaction speed, and not to mention the slight but annoying cramp that the imprudent maneuver of flying by Blooming's order had generated in her wings by opening them so abruptly.

Suddenly, an invisible force stopped her in her tracks, immobilizing her completely, those small setbacks had slowed her down enough for Blooming Rose to regain control, she had managed to relocate her magic and was channeling all her power to contain her again.

"Stop doing that!"- Dash said as she struggled internally, she felt her body starting to disobey her again.
"Rainbow Dash!?"- she could hear the distant voice of her flying companions calling her, feeling the vibration of the ground telling her they were getting closer. She just needed to be seen, but something pounced on her before she could articulate a word.

She struggled for what seemed like endless hours to her, but wasn't really.

Blooming Rose, with a titanic effort that made her gasp audibly, magically teleported them to a small cellar, away from the busy corridors. Rainbow was sealed and gagged, while the princess doubled over exhausted from the magical wear and tear.

Dash silently cursed her bad luck, so close but so far away.... Now, locked in that dark cellar, princess and pegasus were at a tense impasse. Rainbow's gaze reflected fury and a mute claim towards Blooming Rose, who managed to catch her breath and gave her an impassive look.

"Wait... Please..." - with the little strength she had left she kept part of the body control spell on Dash, at least that would prevent her from escaping, but not from speaking. - "I need you to listen to me" - Blooming Rose's voice echoed with a hint of pleading, though her gaze remained steady.
"No Blooming Rose..." - her mouth closed instantly in surprise at being able to hear her own voice lead again. She could speak, but her movements were still restricted. - "If anyone is going to listen in here it won't be me do you understand me?" - his voice taking on a higher, more aggressive tone.

Seeing Dash's defensive attitude, Blooming couldn't help herself - "oh I see, apparently this is getting out of control fast, isn't it, Rainbow Dash?" - Her words were accurate and direct, without a hint of the delicacy. "Or should I say Moonflower." - She didn't delay in placing a hoof in her mouth knowing the reaction her comment was going to cause.

"I know you didn't want to get involved in this... mess. You probably want to be far away from here right now" - he slowly removed the helmet from her lips, with an attempt to show her that he wanted a conversation in order to generate an agreement - "but I need you to calm down, for both of our sakes" - seeing that the Pegasus had indeed "apparently" calmed down, he continued - "I know you're confused and angry, but there are bigger reasons at play here"
"For the sake of both of us, is that a threat?" - Rainbow Dash growled in frustration and shook her head, feeling anger and confusion take hold of her - "and what reasons are you talking about, I doubt they justify how you and your sister have been using me as a ridiculous puppet all over the castle?" - replied Dash sarcastically, her voice full of disdain.

Blooming Rose kept her composure, meeting Dash's defiant gaze calmly - "I can't explain everything right now, but I need you to trust me..." - Blooming said, her tone imploring understanding - "we didn't mean to hurt you. We just wanted to...."

"NO!!!, want what, why from me?" - Dash interrupted her angrily, Blooming was thankful she could keep her movements under her spell - "You're just trying to fill me with empty words and no, listen to me well, I am not willing to go along with this damn charade!"
"I recognize that we made a terrible mistake with you and Aster, Rainbow Dash, and I need your help to fix it." - Blooming Rose took a deep breath - "before you claim, I know, I shouldn't be asking you for anything, but we can't ruin this gala any more than we have."
"My help?" - Dash asked, with disbelief and irony, Blooming could feel the contempt in his words piercing her like a dagger and she was getting fed up. - "look, the gala to me doesn't matter, if they screwed up it's their problem not mine and about Aster, I don't know what they intend for me to..."
"So it's not your problem?" - interrupted Blooming Rose, she was going to play her last card, she knew she had to be tough -" what about the Wonderbolts?" - Blooming knew she was going to win the truce the moment she saw how the rainbow pegasus was speechless after hearing her mention the elite group she was part of that night - "If that's the case, then I doubt you'll mind missing out on participating in your fellow flyers' show, because if you ask me, I wouldn't mind making you miss it."

The silence that followed was overwhelming. Blooming Rose swallowed hard, feeling the weight of his words hang over her like a slab. She still couldn't believe what she was doing, she would never do something like that, but it was the only way she found to come to terms with the pegasus, she felt a great disappointment in herself after uttering those words, but it was already said.

"how dare you?" - Dash finally asked, her voice echoed with a tone charged with rancor and desperation - "use not only my will but now also my dream against me" - her voice cut off for a few moments, the words charged with pain. Dash pinned his eyes on Blooming Rose, the fire of indignation burning in his gaze - "do you seriously think you can use my passion and my hopes as bargaining coins!" - at this point the shouting at Blooming no longer mattered to her.
"You have no idea what it's like to be trapped in your own body, and be a bystander while others decide for you," - Dash continued, her voice projected sharply between a mixture of anger and pain. - "and now, you threaten to snatch away the moment I've longed for the most, just to save your stupid gala." - Blooming Rose lowered her gaze, unable to hold Dash's accusing stare.
"I'm really sorry, but..." - she murmured, her voice barely audible - "it got out of our shells and I know, it's not justification, but... I don't want to regret it anymore" - Dash's gaze softened a bit as she saw the princess's distress.

Despite the fury she felt, a part of her understood the pressure that could drive someone to make extreme decisions, a very small part indeed. - "I hear your proposal" - Dash spat with a tone as cutting as the edge of a sword - "but be prepared for what's coming, Blooming Rose, if I were you, not only would I never be able to sleep again, but I would carry the weight of guilt until the end of my days, what makes you think you deserve a second chance after what you've done?" - Blooming Rose flinched, Dash's cruel accusations hitting her like a hammer - "apparently you've had it all in this life, but if this is a trap, I assure you that your family's gala and reputation will be the least of your worries."

Blooming Rose swallowed saliva with difficulty, her throat suddenly dry. She looked up into the magenta orbs once more, her eyes glazed over with held back tears, she couldn't help but hide her face between her hooves out of guilt and shame at being there. Dash watched her for a few moments, the sharp gaze softening slightly at the princess' very obvious distress, and though part of her wanted to keep pushing and causing her moral pain, the other part reminded her that it is not like her to be this demeaning and humiliating to others, no matter how they have been to you.

Something inside her stirred, a spark of empathy struggling to break through the fury and resentment.
However, she had no intention of apologizing for what she had said.

Blooming merely nodded her head as she searched for his voice perched on the floor, a shaky sigh escaping her lips - "The agreement is... you will attend and cooperate during the royal dance, and then you can attend the show with the Wonderbolts" - she murmured in a shaky voice. - "And don't worry about explaining your absence, I'll take care of covering for you and avoid trouble with them."

Dash remained silent, weighing the proposal. She didn't like the idea of having to dance with the prince out of obligation but she wasn't going to let her dream be ruined by it - "Understood" - Dash finally said, her tone dry but without the previous biting.

Blooming nodded, relieved for the truce, however fragile - "Thank you, Rainbow Dash..." - She murmured, with a hint of gratitude in her voice. - "I don't deserve your trust, but... I appreciate that you're willing to listen."

Dash, not wanting to drag that conversation out any longer merely replied with a throaty clearing of her voice. The two ponies stared at each other, a palpable tension suspended in the air between them, a precarious agreement had been forged, but it was clear that the wounds were far from healed.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway outside the hold, reminding them of the urgency of the situation. The Wonderbolts stood static in the hallway, expressions of utter confusion on their faces.

"But what the he...?" - Soarin''s sentence hung in the air in disbelief.

Spitfire, jaw clenched and gaze piercing, broke the silence with a question laden with urgency - "Did anyone see where they went?"

"They disappeared!" - Surprise's alarm echoed through the air, cutting through the silence with a high-pitched tone that reflected the palpable concern in each of her companions - "We must do something, we can't just sit around hoofing it."
"No, they haven't disappeared" - corrected Spitfire, his voice ringing with authority and determination. - "To the main room, right now!" - and with no more than a determined gesture, she led her team down the stairs, with her companions following in mingled bewilderment.
"What are you planning?" - Fleetfoot said following her with an expression of intrigue.

Spitfire, without missing a beat, replied - "to find Moonflower, she mentioned she had seen Rainbow near the castle and that's the only lead we have" - she explained as they turned down the corridors towards the main hall - "And we know she'll be at the opening piece, so we'll most likely meet her at the royal ball and ask her for the explanations she owes us".

The other Wonderbolts nodded, catching the logic in Spitfire's reasoning. - "Makes sense" - Fire Streak commented, with a hint of obviousness in his tone.

The idea was simple but urgent: find Moonflower, get information, and hopefully find Dash to unravel the mystery surrounding his sudden absence.

With a firm determination not to let Moonflower go until she gave them answers about their missing friend, they set off towards the grand hall of the royal dance.

As they approached the main hall, the sounds of music and merriment filtered through the doors, reminding them of the duality of the night. While the rest of the world was celebrating, they were far from celebrating if they didn't find their friend before the show.

The ticking of the clock echoed in his ears, indicating the passage of time that seemed to stretch endlessly as he waited for his sister and Moonflower. What could be delaying them so long?, he had already introduced the gala, spoken to his most prominent guests and now he was just waiting for the opening piece.

Suddenly, firm footsteps made him turn around. An imposing unicorn with platinum dark blue fur and straight hair approached with an elegant but intimidating demeanor. Aster recognized her immediately, her heart skipping a beat.

"Belladonna..." - Aster said with a nod - "What brings you here?"

Belladona

clarification it is not alicorn (design error, sorry) it is unicorn.

"Oh Aster, good evening first" - replied Belladona with derision - "I couldn't miss the opportunity to witness this... peculiar soiree."
"Yes, sorry, good evening. I've been very busy getting ready and..." -excused Aster as he watched her sketch a sly smile as he looked around.
"You look like you've been taking great care tonight, Aster" - she commented as she watched him closely, her eyes roaming over every detail of her dress and hairstyle - "Did you even know I was coming?".

A blush spread across Aster's cheeks at that compliment. "Not exactly"-he replied sheepishly, twisting his hooves a little-"I simply want to enjoy the dance, you know."

Belladonna arched an eyebrow inquisitively. - " oh, but of course, our dance " - her gaze flashed with a strange, almost urgent gleam - "But why hadn't you told me before? We're running late."

"W-what? I... am, I'm afraid you're somewhat mistaken, Belladonna"-Aster shook his head, in an attempt to stop the impulsive unicorn who was already heading for the soundtrack." We don't have to..."

Belladona turned to the master of ceremonies, raising his voice with a certainty that did not admit any reply. - "Turn off the lights, the opening piece is about to begin. Sound, thank you. "

The lights in the hall dimmed and the music took on a more solemn tone, capturing the attention of all present. A murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd as the spotlights moved toward the center of the arena.

"Where will they be?" repeated Shinning Marigold to herself, trying to maintain a calm and elegant attitude in front of all her guests. Inside, however, restlessness gnawed at her as she saw that Blooming and Rainbow Dash (Moonflower) had not yet arrived.

It was crucial that everything went perfectly tonight, especially with the presence of prominent personalities and dignitaries. The absence of two such important figures as the Princess and the renowned rainbow pegasus did not go unnoticed, and Shinning Marigold could feel the curious and expectant gazes of those present in the middle, where Belladonna and Aster were.

Just at that moment, the doors of the hall burst open, Marigold turned with a hopeful smile, but instead of the expected ponies, the Wonderbolts burst in, with determined expressions and wings spread, as if they were about to start a rescue mission.

An awkward silence fell over the room, the Wonderbolts stood in the center of the main entrance, not knowing what to do, but what were they doing here?, said Shinning Marigold with a hoof on her face.

Spitfire, the team leader, cleared her throat - "ahem...excuse me" - The Wonderbolts mingled with the other guests, trying to disguise their noisy entrance, meanwhile, music began to fill the room, creating a festive atmosphere that contrasted with the tension in the air.

Although somewhat irritated by the mistake, Belladonna did not flinch - "where were we?" - she turned to Aster with an impatient smile.

Aster was in an uncomfortably dangerous situation. On the one side, Belladona was pressuring him to dance with her, insisting that it was something they had planned. On the other side, awaiting the arrival of Blooming Rose and Moonflower.

"Belladona, I'm really glad to see you tonight, but.... "- Belladona looked at him with a mixture of surprise and disappointment - "I already have someone to enjoy the dance with, maybe later, if that's okay with you."
"Later?" - She asked in a tone of voice that wouldn't take no for an answer. - "Aster..."

Aster knew how explosive Belladonna tended to be in such cases, and fortunately for him the ballroom doors opened again, and everyone's attention was diverted to the new arrivals. Blooming Rose made her entrance with an elegance that exuded confidence, followed closely by Moonflower, whose presence seemed to charm everyone present.

"Hello everyone," said Blooming Rose with a beaming smile. - "Are you enjoying the gala?". - The murmur of the crowd faded as those present bowed in respectful reverence before the unicorn princess, acknowledging her position of nobility with gestures of admiration and respect.

Aster took advantage of the distraction caused by the arrival of Blooming and Moonflower to discreetly move away from Belladonna. As he coalesced around the new arrivals, he could feel relief flow through him.

"Sorry I'm late, brother" - Blooming murmured to Aster with a knowing smile as he approached Moonflower. - "We had some slight complications." - With a friendly gesture, he stepped aside to give the multicolored pegasus the limelight that the occasion required.

At Shinning Marigold's prompting, the musicians began to play the opening piece, filling the hall with an elegant and harmonious melody. With smooth, coordinated movements, Aster gently took Moonflower by the hoof and led her to the center of the dance floor.

The music enveloped the hall like a gentle caress, flooding every corner with its melodies, Aster and Moonflower glided with ease across the polished floor, moving to the music with an innate grace, the dance steps were smooth and ethereal, as if floating on a sea of constellations.

"Marigold, please, you take over this piece" - Blooming said as she landed next to her sister and dropped to the floor, visibly exhausted. - "I need to clear my head."

Marigold watched her with surprise, but nodded with determination. - "All right, but you'll have to tell me what happened" - she demanded, looking for answers in her sister's expression.

"Of course" - replied Blooming with a forced smile, trying to hide her agitation.

Marigold perfectly coordinated the steps of the glued by the runway, normally the opening piece did not last long, however, if it is the opening to the other pieces throughout the night. As Aster and Moonflower danced gracefully around the dance floor, Marigold cast a worried glance towards her sister Blooming Rose, it was evident that something had shaken her deeply, and the unicorn princess was determined to find out what had happened.

-"There she is" - Fleetfoot indicated to Spitfire in a whisper, pointing to the center of the dance floor.

Spitfire nodded, studying the multicolored pegasus closely. - "You don't mean to interrupt, do you?" - she addressed the group around her, her voice ringing with authority. - "listen, we're going to wait for this piece to close, then we'll sneak out in the middle of the dance and head for Moonflower. Please be as discreet as possible." - The captain paused, her gaze sweeping over each of her subordinates. - "While some of us approach Moonflower in search of answers, the rest of us will search the room for Dash, is that clear?" - The Wonderbolts nodded in understanding.

As the melody enveloped the ballroom, the bolts strategically dispersed, mingling with the crowd of guests enjoying the sight of the ball. Belladonna, in the middle of the crowd, watched with sharp eyes the dance that was taking the attention of the ponies.

-" So, Lady Moonflower, what took you so long with Blooming?" - asked Aster, trying to make casual conversation, as they performed synchronized spins.

Moonflower grabbed him by the shoulders, following the beat of the music. - "We got a little too long, you know how time passes" - she replied with a faint smile and slight chuckle - "I didn't intend to keep you waiting."

Marigold, watching her sister from the side, couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. Blooming and Moonflower's tardiness had worried her, and her sister's evasive attitude only made her even more uneasy.

Aster gently drew Moonflower closer. - "Relax, what matters now is that you're here now, and you'll be here all night" - she told her sweetly, seeking to comfort her.

The last bars of the opening piece faded into the air, replaced by a warm applause from those present, Aster and Moonflower took a graceful bow to the appreciative audience.

It was now or never, the Wonderbolts instantly sprang into action, with fluid, studied movements, they scattered across the dance floor, each graciously requesting the company of a guest for the next dance.

"Prince Aster..." - Dash recognized that voice, a sly smile flashed across in her mind - "would you do me the honor of dancing the next piece with me?" - Spitfire asked politely, extending a hoof in an inviting gesture.

From across the room, Thunderlane bowed ceremoniously. - "Dear Princess Blooming Rose, would you care to join me for the next dance?"

Near them, Fire Streak bowed graciously to Marigold, her expression radiating kindness and respect. - "May I have this dance, Princess Shining Marigold?" - A charming smile crossed her face.

"Of course," replied the three royal siblings almost in unison, accepting the invitations graciously from their positions.

The music resounded again, filling the air with its lilting notes. - "I'm fear I cannot leave a beauty such as yourself unaccompanied in this piece..." - Soarin stepped forward towards Moonflower with a dashing bearing, offering him his helmet with a bow befitting a gentleman. - "Would you do me the honor of granting me this dance?" - Dash was infinitely grateful that he didn't recognize her at that moment.

Moonflower smiled softly, a smile that Dash would have given her as well, feeling comforted by the kindness and familiarity in the steed's voice. - "It would be my pleasure" - she replied graciously, accepting the invitation with grace and elegance.

Around her, the rest of the team took strategic positions with their respective dance partners.

"May I have your company for this piece of music, my dear?" - Fleetfoot approached Belladona with a polite smile, though his eyes studied her warily.

Belladona looked at Aster, then at Moonflower before replying to the bold pegasus in front of her - "sure, why not?"

With each dancing couple in place and the music enveloping the room in a magical atmosphere again, the Wonderbolts' plan was getting underway. "This was going to get really good" Dash thought to herself, pleased to be, in this case, the spectator to the disaster.

Soarin gently led Moonflower to the center of the arena as the orchestra played a lilting waltz. Meanwhile, Marigold and Blooming exchanged furtive glances, communicating without words, they knew they had to keep a watchful eye on Moonflower to prevent her from being compromised by their magical control.

Soarin twirled gracefully with Moonflower, pulling her a little closer. - "I hope you are enjoying the evening" - he commented in a casual tone - "It was quite a surprise your arrival at the ball, especially after losing track of you in the castle corridors."

-" WHAT?!!!!" - Marigold said aloud, catching Soarin's words through the spell.

"eem... I said how did you like tonight princess?" - repeated Fire Streak at the sudden surprise of Princess Marigold.

The princess pulled herself together, clearing her throat uncomfortably. - "Yes, that. Well, it was very nice" - she answered somewhat sorry for her outburst - "the atmosphere of Canterlot is lovely" - she finished her sentence by directing a hard glare at Blooming, what will this girl have done?

She hastened to interject before Soarin became suspicious by her silence. - "Yeah, about that..." - Moonflower said, resuming her graceful dance with the pegasus - "I had a setback that was waiting for me, a sincere apology if I caused any inconvenience , I hope you can understand the unforeseen circumstances."

Soarin narrowed his eyes inquisitively at her evasive reply, but kept an affable and polite expression, turning her around deftly - "Of course I understand, don't worry" - he spun her around twice gracefully before resuming the partner position - "But now that you are not in a hurry, I would like to know, where did you last see Rainbow Dash?"

"RAINBOW DASH?! How is..." - Unfortunately for Shinning Marigold, Spitfire and Aster were walking past her when without thinking she said the name of the bewitched pegasus.

That was quick thought the wonderbolt with suspicion- "Streak change of partner" - without further ado, she separated from prince Aster and took Marigold as her new dance partner, moving her away with a gradual agility across the track.

The two steeds stood there with confused looks without knowing what was going on, Belladonna was not going to miss that the orange pegasus had separated from Aster and quickly headed towards him with a seductive smile and swaying her hips. She did not take into account that her companion Fleetfoot was also attentive and with more agility, she intercepted the prince taking him as her partner to lead him away among the elegant dance.

"Tell me your majesty..." - Spitfire gave Marigold a friendly but piercing look - "Where exactly did you see Rainbow Dash?"

Shinning Marigold was beginning to understand the gravity of what was going on, but she still had many doubts as to why they would be asking Moonflower and now her about Rainbow Dash's whereabouts.

-I don't know who you're talking about," replied Moonflower to the celestial steed who nimbly guided her through the complicated steps of the dance.

Blooming could hear the whole conversation thanks to the spell imposed on Dash, giving a worried look to her sister Marigold as she noticed that she was now under the scrutiny of Captain Wonderbolt.

"Agh it can't be..." - Blooming Rose muttered in irritation. Her Thunderlane dance partner looked at her quizzically.
"Excuse me?" - Thunderlane asked as she heard her Blooming whine.
"Oh, sorry, I've been a bit distracted with... family matters" - Blooming apologized pulling herself together from his carelessness and resuming her regal bearing.

How do you say?" - Soarin paused for a moment, extremely confused - "But you told us you had seen her when we asked you in the suite."

Moonflower hesitated - "yes well I..."

"I saw her today in the afternoon, when my brothers and I had a little mishap in the town of Ponyville" - Marigold admitted to Spitfire frankly - "After that I haven't seen her again, I swear".

Spitfire exhaled with evident desperation as he spun around thanks to Marigold's movement on her own axis - "I see" she concluded, clearly noticing how little interest Marigold was showing in his situation, she hoped that her companions had obtained more valuable information.

"Why do you need her so urgently?" - Moonflower resumed her pace, leaning towards the handsome steed with curious concern.
"We explained it to you earlier, Miss Moonflower" - Soarin replied sternly, beginning to think that she was either extremely forgetful or was deliberately avoiding him to hide Dash's whereabouts - "She is an essential part of the air show we will be presenting shortly and we need to locate her as soon as possible."
"oh right that..."- Moonflower exhaled softly to Soarin, as if registering an important detail that had escaped.

The dance ended. Marigold knew she had to get Dash out of that situation immediately - "nice to have danced with you" - Moonflower mentioned hastily, making a move to discreetly separate. But the steed was quicker.

-I insist that the pleasure is mine, Miss Moonflower..." - Soarin told her with a slight bow full of mockery, then subtly approached Moonflower by the arm and gave her a threatening look - "But my pleasure will be greater if you tell me where Rainbow Dash is at this precise moment" - the mentioned Dash was gathering herself in her mind before the nervous Moonflower.

A shiver ran down Marigold's back. At that tense moment, she thought about approaching but a familiar voice interrupted them.

"She's backstage waiting for you guys for the show!" - Blooming Rose hastened to say in a firm voice as she pushed her way through the crowd towards them, stepping in to divert attention.

The tension in the air was almost palpable when suddenly the royal trumpets resounded imposingly, interrupting the dance music. Everyone present turned toward the center of the hall, where Silverstone was standing on the stage.

"Noble mares and steeds! Distinguished guests!" - He proclaimed in a powerful voice - "It is my great honor to announce that the show you've all been eagerly awaiting is about to begin. Tonight's starry skies will be the canvas for the amazing acrobatics of the legendary Wonderbolts!".

The aforementioned looked at each other with urgency and anticipation, without thinking they rushed backstage.

"Please everyone make your way to the observation stands to witness their impressive aerial maneuvers!" - Silver continued to indicate as he watched the team go to get ready.

A commotion immediately ensued. Guests began to boisterously disperse to the balconies and outdoor terraces to get the best view, amidst the commotion, Blooming Rose took the opportunity to gently but firmly grab Moonflower and lead her towards the side corridors - "come on, we have to get to the backstage before they do."

Marigold looked at her sister apprehensively but moving forward, following them closely down the crowded corridor, she had a lot of explaining to do. Unfortunately, the princess wasn't the only one who saw them leaving, Aster noticed it too and full of curiosity, he crept stealthily behind them entering the service areas towards the dressing rooms, he knew something was wrong and he wanted to know what his sisters were hiding from him.

Author's Note

Hiiiii

I really loved making this chapter, that's why it's the longest one too hahaha.

Thank you very much if you have reached this point, of course this story is still developing and I will try to update it often.

see you soon :heart:

More Than Just a Show

The corridors were getting busier and busier as they approached the dressing rooms, ponies from the organization scurrying about with final preparations. Blooming Rose picked up the pace, practically dragging Moonflower behind her.

Marigold followed close behind them, dodging the rushing employees - “Blooming! Wait! What's going on?” - Marigold called in an urgent whisper.

But her sister was focused on her goal, without pausing or explaining herself, finally, they arrived before a door leading to the dressing rooms for preparation.

Blooming Rose ascended and crossed the threshold, taking Moonflower with her, Marigold didn't hesitate a moment before following them, but to her surprise, Aster suddenly appeared beside her, trying to sneak in.

“Aster? What are you doing here?” - Marigold said to him, looking nervously towards the door through which her sister and Moonflower had just entered.
“The same thing I might ask you” - Aster replied with a questioning look - “something weird is going on and I plan to find out what it is.”

Before Marigold could answer, the door closed behind them with a dull thud. Blooming and Moonflower found themselves in a small foyer that smelled of locker room and glitter, while several more doors led into what appeared to be the Wonderbolts' individual dressing rooms with uniforms already laid out in alphabetical order.

Marigold looked hesitantly at her brother - “listen, I'll tell you later, there's no time now” - she said before following them also in a hurry and locking the door behind her.

Inside the dressing room, a swirl of extravagant costumes and glittering accessories spread chaotically. Blooming Rose was working feverishly, her spells dancing with dexterity as she undid the spell of unrecognition she had cast on Dash, the rush was palpable in the air, almost as tangible as the mess that surrounded them, beside her, Dash, the vibrant blue maned pegasus, was cooperating, quickly shedding the dress and jewelry that disguised her.

The door resounded with an echo that cut through the frantic activity, and Marigold, on an instinct, interposed her body between Dash and Blooming Rose. - “But what do you think you're doing, Blooming Rose?” - her voice, laden with disbelief, demanded an explanation.

“No time for explanations now” - Blooming replied in a voice that vibrated with urgency. - “We have to undo this before the show...”

An insistent knock on the door interrupted them, and the three ponies exchanged glances full of intrigue and caution, as if waiting for some voice on the other side to offer them the clue as to how to proceed.

“Rainbow Dash, are you there?”- Surprise's voice, tinged with concern and firmness, echoed through the door, the Wonderbolts had arrived. The sisters shared a quick glance, silent agreement flowing between them, and hurried to hide Moonflower's clothing and accessories in one of the lockers.

With a quick motion, Dash pushed the two unicorns aside and opened the door, meeting the relieved but confused looks of her teammates, who were quick to wander into the spacious dressing room.

“Right now Rainbow Dash, I want you to tell me where you've been all this time...” - the stern voice of Spitfire, the team captain, froze in her throat as she noticed the two regal figures waiting in the dressing room, and noticing the expression on Dash's face lacked the determined spirit that always characterized her, she knew something was definitely not right.
“What are you guys doing here?” - Fleetfoot stepped forward, her question directed at the royal sisters with a tone that bordered on defiance.
“My apologies, dear Bolts, but Rainbow Dash has been with us since her arrival” - Marigol said quickly, her tone gentle but firm, with no hint of hesitation - “We were conversing about possible agreements that could greatly benefit the wonderbolts. It was not our intention to alarm anyone” - keeping the body control spell to make sure Dash remained silent during all that time. They had to keep Dash with them no matter what.

The wonderbolts exchanged skeptical glances, clearly dubious at such an explanation - “wouldn't it have been simpler to mention that to us from the beginning, instead of creating all this worry and fuss” - replied Soarin, his gaze fixed on a Dash who seemed strangely frozen next to the unicorn sisters.

“Maybe” - conceded Blooming casually, though his mind was racing a mile a minute - “but we need to make sure we have the right equipment, so, we'll talk about it after the show.”

An awkward silence hung in the air, tense as the strings of a lute. Dash held her breath, unable to speak on her own, as the princesses' forced smiles turned icy.

Marigold calmly took the floor - “besides, we were just finalizing details before the show, which is just a few minutes away from starting” - she said marking with her words the departure signal

“don't worry, everything will be clear once your long-awaited show is over” - the unicorn headed towards the door next to her sister - “for now, we wish you the best of luck, wonderbolts.” - with that said, both Shining Marigold and Blooming Rose left the dressing room at a firm and determined pace. Or at least, that was the impression they gave.

Once alone, Spitfire approached Dash, her expression a mixture of concern and bewilderment - “Something about them doesn't sit right with me, tell me, are you okay, Dash?” - her question was laden with genuine concern.

“Yes, of course, why wouldn't I be?” - the answer came fluently and convincingly from the rainbow's lips, overshadowing the desperate denial that was struggling to emerge from her mind, an alarm sounded in her. “No, I'm not fine, that's not what I said” she thought, the sisters were still controlling her apparently.

Spitfire wasn't convinced, the look on Dash's face, visibly dull and lifeless, worried her, but with the clock ticking relentlessly towards showtime, they knew they had to focus.

“Okay...”- she cleared her throat - “team, we have a show to put on, and we're going to do it as we always do: with excellence” - declared Spitfire, regaining her composure and assuming her role as leader with her characteristic determination - “we're on in 5.”

Dash gritted her teeth in a rictus, her gaze reflecting the internal struggle to regain control of her own voice and body. For a fleeting instant, the characteristic gleam of defiance flashed in her eyes, the team enlisted and grabbed their uniforms, quickly grouping together, going over the final details of their choreography and making sure everyone was in sync with each other. The adrenaline was starting to flow, transforming worry into concentration, it was time to leave the problems behind and focus on the sky.

However, the royal sisters, Blooming and Marigold, watched from the back, their expressions hard to read. Despite having retreated from the dressing room, their interest and presence, especially in Dash, remained intact.

"Why do I feel that there is something that definitely doesn't quite add up in this whole story” - Fleetfoot said to Soarin as he glanced sideways at Dash.

Soarin nodded silently, sharing the same uneasiness. Dash's attitude was different since the two unicorn sisters left, but there she was, putting on her uniform and going through the routine along with the others, before her apparent naturalness he couldn't deny that the atmosphere was different, that wasn't the Dash he knew.

Meanwhile, on stage, preparations for the big show were nearing completion. The spotlights were being turned on, the music was starting to play and the audience was waiting expectantly for the show to begin - “we'll talk to her after the show, let's go.”

The atmosphere in the dressing room was tense but focused. Spitfire was leading her team with determination, reminding them of the importance of giving their best in every performance, Dash was joining the group, her calm and casual expression hiding the disagreement raging inside.

With the curtain about to rise, the Wonderbolts gathered in a circle, the lights dimmed completely, leaving the audience in expectant silence.

The show began with the precision and grace the Wonderbolts were known for, gracefully taking off to their audience. Dash, flying with an intensity that reflected her purpose to overcome recent events, moved with such synchronicity alongside her teammates that any casual observer would have been unable to detect the storm of emotions she had faced moments before.

As the Wonderbolts executed their aerial routine with a precision that bordered on the supernatural, Rainbow Dash felt every movement vibrate through her wings as if it were an extension of her own being, at last something of her own. Above all else, flight was her release, her way of expressing all that words could not, she was frustrated, but despite the complexity of emotions that had overwhelmed her moments before, in the air, Dash found clarity, each twist and loop an affirmation of her resilience, a visible demonstration of her inner strength against the adversity of the involuntary magic she carried with her.

From below, everyone's eyes were fixed on the sky, captured by the beauty and skill of the flyers. However, there was one gaze more surprised than the others.

Aster watched intently, beside him, the royal sisters joined him - “I didn't know Rainbow Dash would be in the show” - he commented between whispers, his voice tinged with surprise and perhaps a flash of admiration, he had completely forgotten about her after running into Moonflower, but he was still not unimpressed by her presence at the show.

“That's precisely why we were in such a hurry earlier” - Blooming added, casting occasional glances skyward, where Dash was moving with a gravity-defying grace - “we wanted to make sure everything was in order for the show, right Shining”

Marigold nodded at her sister's complicity, eyes and attention fixed on the sky, not losing sight of the rainbow trails.

"What about Moonflower? Where is she?" -Aster's innocent question caused the two sisters to exchange glances, a momentary silence falling between them.

-“ I think that's an excellent question, Aster” - Belladonna's figure emerged from the corners of the dais where the siblings were standing, with an expression that was a mixture of fury and arrogance -“ I hope your sisters are willing to give us some answers regarding the mare who thinks, she can take my place.” - With that she sat down next to Aster without taking her eyes off the two unicorns.

“All right, closing of the first routine, we're through with the bell twirls on the second one now!”-her voice, though partly absorbed by the vast blanket of night, served as a beacon to the Wonderbolts, who regrouped and redistributed in formation. At that moment, for them, the world was reduced to the confines of the sky and their commitment to the show.

In the center of the night sky, Dash soared gracefully skyward. Each flutter took her higher, but also deeper into her own mind, she remembered the looks of concern and bewilderment from her friends when the royal sisters appeared in the dressing room, the palpable fear she had felt as she realized she had no control over her own body, the impotent rage as she watched Blooming and Marigold manipulate her every word and action at their whim.

“Moonflower has her own business to attend to tonight,” Blooming said vaguely, clearly reluctant to divulge any more information. - “We'll see her later Aster.”

Marigold, catching the hint implicit in Belladonna's gaze, armed herself with a countenance of defiance, though her words carried the burden of an uncomfortable truth. - “And as for you, Belladona, you should not assume so freely that you have a place reserved here, among us. In fact, I find it hard to understand your presence in Canterlot tonight” - she told her, her words imbued with a coldness that contrasted with the warmth of the night and drawing a look of surprise and indignation from Belladonna.

As her height increased, so did her exhilaration. Her wings beat with renewed strength, her gaze fixed on the sky until she reached the infinite space stretching out before her. Rage was transformed into fuel.

Spitfire traced golden lines in the air, her passage marked by a trail of fire that further illuminated the night. Soarin moved with speed and agility, zigzagging between the golden lines and Fleetfoot unleashed gusts of wind with each flap, creating swirls that added a dynamic dimension to the aerial spectacle. Misty Fly weaved through the air currents with fluid movements and High Winds

fluid movements and High Winds supported her from below, creating a current that lifted the spiral already formed by her companions.

Belladona drew herself upright, her posture as imposing as her words -“Naturally Marigold, my place is assured wherever I go. Or will you suggest that the pegasus, whose greatest achievement was to make a fool of herself on the dance floor and whose name is barely known, possesses greater status than I do?” - Belladona challenged, her voice laden with a confidence bordering on disdain and a look laden with undisguised superiority.

“Belladona, please!” - Aster interjected, his patience worn thin by the constant stream of accusations and claims.
“If we're going to talk about making a fool of yourself, why don't we remember how pathetic it was to think you were the dance partner only to be replaced by a pegasus out of nowhere?” - countered Marigold scathingly, Belladonna preparing her next verbal jab.
“Stop it everyone, you're distracting me from the show with pointless bickering.” - More a plea for sanity than a reproach, Aster sought to be a beacon of reason in the tumultuous void of bickering between her sisters and Belladona, he knew they have never gotten along.

Despite the physical distance, she felt an inexplicable bond linking her to the events unfolding on the ground, she knew the 3 unicorns were there, watching her, a foreboding that led her to push her limits in the air, as if somehow, flying higher and harder could alter the course of things.

she knew that wasn't going to happen.

Her wings closed and her body leaned backwards falling freely into the void, allowing the sky and her emotions to open up before her, she hovered like a shooting star about to crash and explode to the ground, unleashing the bewilderment that had been burning inside her. Around her, flashes of color swirled at the speed of light, as the released energy vibrated in the air with palpable intensity.

Then, like a celestial cataclysm, the Rainplosion was unleashed with uncontainable fury, the sky trembled, that was her way of reclaiming her power, of asserting the identity that left everyone present breathless, taking that breath away gave her freedom.

When the Rainplosion finally came to an end, silence descended over the applause and cheers of the expectant ponies, a wave of admiration and respect for the flyers who had transformed the night sky into their canvas. Each team member descending towards the ground in controlled spirals, marking the end of their contribution to the night.

Belladonna was the first to recover her speech, breaking the stillness - “Well, that certainly was...eye-catching” -she said with pursed lips- “although no more than a simple exhibition trick with no real grace, too aggressive for my taste”.

“you're about to start”- said a fed up Blooming Rose - “stop disdaining the accomplishments of others just because you can't match them”- yes, that started another dispute between the sisters and the grayish unicorn.

Belladonna let out an indignant snort - “How dare you, I, upstaged by some acrobatic pegasus?” - I rolled my eyes - “the very idea is laughable!”

Before Blooming could launch her second attack her sister stopped her - “there's no point in going on, we have something more important to do now” -she mentioned nodding towards the pegasus in the center of the stage landing gracefully.

“That was sensational!” - Surprise exclaimed, joining Spitfire from behind and giving Rainbow Dash a friendly pat on the shoulder. - “I've never seen a Cosmic Rainplosion executed with such perfection!” - her voice vibrated with excitement as the other Wonderbolts congratulated each other on her outstanding performance. Dash smiled briefly, she was happy for the show, for her friends, but something wouldn't let her let go of the happiness she might be feeling right now.

Fleetfoot stepped forward with his typical carefree smile - “Did you see those twirls just before the final burst? Perfectly timed eh!” - She made an additionally emphasizing her words as she gave Soarin a friendly tap on the shoulder.

“Of course I saw them” - the steed elbowed her back - “we were practicing those moves for weeks.”

At that moment, Blooming Rose and Shinning Marigold approached the proud group of pegasus. - “Congratulations Wonderbolts, you certainly broke expectations tonight”- said Blooming Rose with a smile. "Them again" said Dash to herself rolling her eyes “why don't they just leave me alone for once” she gave Blooming Rose a flat look.

"It's our job, princesses” - replied Spitfire firmly, approaching them.

Marigold stepped forward - “Speaking of work, why don't we adjourn to the party in the main hall, we have a business matter you will surely be interested in discussing.” - She suggested smiling at the yellow pegasus.

Spitfire looked at his team, who nodded at the suggestion - “Of course, we'd love to.”

“great, we'll be waiting for you there” - with that said Marigold approached Dash - “let's go”.

Dash, still unable to speak, but keeping control of his body and not wanting to make a fuss, stuck to Soarin's side and held him tightly. A look of concern crossed the stallion's face at such an uncharacteristic gesture from her.

“We'll be there, ladies” - said Soarin immediately stepping in between them, sensing Rainbow's discomfort, this was enough for them to move on as they went their own ways. This confirmed his suspicions that there was something the multicolored pegasus hadn't told them and he wasn't going to waste time finding out.

Soarin wrapped one of his wings around Rainbow Dash's body and turned his head to her with a questioning look - "Will you tell me what's going on, Dash?" - his voice was a low murmur so that only she could hear it.

Dash moved his lips in an attempt to explain herself, but no sound came out.

"Because if you won't do it, I'm sure the royal sisters will be happy to cooperate" - the celestial steed continued hoping that comment would generate some reaction in Dash and it did, just not in the way he expected.

Soarin's comment jolted her out of her reverie, bringing her abruptly back to the present, a soft touch on his side and a negative head gesture were her answer

"I just want to get out of here as soon as possible" - she found her voice again, she looked sideways towards where the sisters were, completely distrusting their intentions, the aforementioned sisters stopped in their tracks and turned towards her.
"That doesn't say much Rainbow Dash"- was the answer she received in return from the steed. He knew there was something else but he had to respect the mare's confession times. A tense silence lasted for a moment, interrupted only by the distant murmur of their companions' conversations in front of them.

Shinning Marigold watched Rainbow Dash with narrowed eyes as the pegasus stood close to Soarin, clearly distrusting her. She turned to her sister with a meaningful look. - “Looks like we need to make sure she doesn't release information” - she muttered under her breath.

Blooming nodded slowly - "I agree. but I really feel very drained magically, I'm starting to feel bad and ...." - She hesitated a bit and turned away avoiding eye contact with her sister - "let's just say I had a little conversation with Dash before the dance."

-" How did you say?" - Marigol suggested repeating it hoping she misheard - "listen, you'll tell me on the way, but just for know right now, I'm not at all happy that you did that without consulting me" - she stopped in her tracks and turned in the direction where the Wonderbolts were walking - "for now let's focus on the new spell for our little pegasus."

Both unicorns concentrated their magic, horns glowing brightly, preparing the "mind bonding" spell.

That's right, let me explain it to you my dear reader, this part is essential to the plot of this story. This "mind linking spell" is an ancient (and relatively forbidden) magic technique, little known outside of Equestria's more erudite magical circles, that allows users to establish a direct mental connection, facilitating instant communication without physical barriers.

It is as if an invisible bridge is established between the thoughts and intentions of those involved, allowing them to share information and thoughts discreetly.

It basically involves a magical link that allows the sisters to project their interactions and orders directly into Rainbow Dash's mind, being the spell used as a means of communication for the 3 ponies, as if they were talking, but with the resource of their minds so to speak, sharing vital information between them without anyone else knowing and without necessarily having to be face to face to say it.

However, it is important to note that the spell does not allow involuntary thought reading, that is, each participant has control over what they wish to share, only what they consciously decide to express is transmitted, like when you talk to someone, you decide what the other person hears.

I understand that this concept may generate confusion at this point in the story, however, I assure you that as the plot progresses, the dynamics of the spell and its repercussions will become clearer in greater detail, read on....

"Now we can communicate freely"- echoed Blooming Rose's voice inside Dash's head- "you're welcome, precious."

Dash, stunned, turned to the princesses, not knowing how to respond, they only gave her a brief nod, yes, definitely the voice in her head was real, but she couldn't understand how it was possible.

Before Dash could respond, Soarin shook her gently to get her attention - "Dash, are you okay? You were just gone for a moment."

"Y-Yes, I'm fine" - Dash lied not knowing if it was the right thing to do, but she was too confused to explain herself now, she put her eyes forward and kept walking leaning on the steed as they headed towards the dressing rooms to change her outfit before meeting the sisters in the main hall as previously agreed.
"Don't be afraid, we can't read your mind or anything like that, we have only created a mental link with you so we can communicate directly, this spell will allow us to be in contact at all times, no matter the distance" - explained Marigold in detail to Rainbow - "look on the bright side, you already have some freedom"
"Thank you?" - Dash told them with disagreement, still stunned by the magical nature that let them know she had said it, it was an amazing and terrifying idea at the same time, Dash knew they weren't doing it for her, their personal interests in keeping tabs on her life was what had led them to such a spell, it intrigued her to wonder how far their power goes?

As she tried to process this new information, she could see Prince Aster approaching her with a friendly smile, interrupting her thoughts with his jovial and charming presence.

-"Excellent show, I've never seen anything so spectacular before!"- exclaimed Aster as he approached Soarin and Dash.

-"Thank you very much, we are glad to know that we fulfilled your purpose of inviting us here" - said Soarin in response, although polite, it was tinged with professional pride.

-And you, Rainbow Dash, that was an incredible maneuver you pulled there,” Aster continued, his attention now completely turned to Dash, as another mare joined the conversation from behind.

Belladonna, who had been watching silently with growing disgust, finally interjected with a contemptuous snort. - "Please control yourself a little, Aster, you're embarrassing yourself with your unconscionable flattery towards these acrobats." - her interruption not only cut off the flow of conversation, but also injected a discordant note disguised as advice.

Dash cleared his throat, correcting her firmly. - "Excuse me, but we're not just acrobats. Every show requires preparation and dedication, something I doubt you'll ever understand."

Belladonna didn't respond directly just gave her a scan from the bottom up and Rainbow just raised an eyebrow in her direction.

-"Dear Rainbow Dash don't listen to her" - Aster hurried to say in a soft voice - "I, of course, know how to recognize your beauty, the beauty of your art and..."

"I agree" - Soarin interrupted him with a measured tone, though a strange pang came over him as he saw the devotion in Aster's eyes - "I know Dash very well and believe me when I tell you that that was just one maneuver among many."

-" well, rather than believing her I'd like to see it and know her better" - Aster said with a challenging smile, but seeking not to get out of her formal posture.

"yes you're right, it's a pity we have to leave you but we have a meeting to attend" -the celestial stallion advances almost imperceptibly gently pushing Dash with his wing to move forward - "a pleasure to talk to you prince Aster and..."
"Belladonna, his mate and..." - the lacy unicorn introduced herself
"I think that's wrong, her partner is Moonflower" - suddenly Dash's voice resounded, but the answer was not Dash's, her body stopped being hers again - "her partner, what's wrong with you?" - claimed the sisters with surprise and indignation through the mind linking spell.

Aster hastened to clarify, with a soft smile - "yes, Moonflower you're right, unfortunately I lost track of her after the dance and didn't get a chance to see her show" - mentioned the steed somewhat downcast as he remembered his colorful companion - "in fact, Rainbow Dash, your final stunt reminded me a lot of her, it even looked like she had done it herself."

-" You're going to come on about missing her now?" - Belladonna replied with some annoyance in her voice - "you didn't remember her until this pegasus mentioned her, so you didn't miss her much it seems."

Soarin visibly tensed at the comparison, his gaze shooting sparks - "I guess everyone has their own style, however, Dash is one of a kind, and I don't think anyone can match her" - he said in a cutting tone.

"I am not meaning it as a bad comparison, sorry if I took it that way" - he sought to repair Aster with an apology to his comment, but without the apologetic tone he usually used.

Soarin just nodded his head, An awkward silence settled among the group for a brief moment, until Fleetfoot peeked out from the second floor of the dressing room.

-"Hey, you two, we're going to be late for the meeting" - the pegasus athlete called, her tone loud enough for them to hear her at that distance.

Soarin, grateful for the interruption - "well, we'd better get going then, it was nice meeting you." - He gave a slight, quick nod to Aster and Belladonna before leading Dash towards the dressing rooms.

Dash felt overwhelmed by the avalanche of events she had just witnessed, first the mental intrusion of the sisters and how they resumed their control spell on her no matter how exhausted they may have been, then the conversation with Aster, Belladona's defiant attitude and Soarin's behavior. Everything seemed to go too fast to process and endure, she already wanted to leave that place, to her warm home in Ponyville, away from everything and everyone, alone with her tortoise without thinking about anything until she regained strength to start the other day, but no, she had to stay there, now they were heading to a meeting that didn't let her mind rest.

"Are you okay?" - The light blue steed asked Dash in a low voice, cutting through the silence that accompanied them on their way to the dressing room, searching for the answer in her eyes.

She nodded, though she looked just as uneasy - "yeah, just... a little confused, what do you think the royal sisters want to talk to the team for?" - she paused and looked at him

"I don't know, they gave no clues" - Soarin replied, remembering the strange attitude of the rainbow mare since they found her with the two unicorns - "but it seemed like they had a good proposal in mind."

Dash frowned - "I doubt it's that good" - he told her reluctantly and kept walking.

-"don't underestimate us, Rainbow Dash" - echoed Shinning's voice in Dash's head, it was irritating that magical feeling again

"Don't threaten me, Shinning Marigold" - replied Dash in the same tone she had spoken to him, hoping the spell was good enough to convey to the two unicorns the contempt and disagreement she felt, thanks to the voices in her head she wasn't paying attention to what Soarin was telling her.

-"By the way Rainbow Dash one question, who is he and...." - Shinning said suspiciously

"...How did you meet him?" - Soarin finished the sentence out of her mind, shock froze her body in surprise as she heard the voices of Shining Marigold and Soarin overlapping in her head, and she wasn't sure which question was from whom no matter how different the voices were, she didn't want to accept that she had to get used to this new spell now, she didn't want to accept the control she was losing over herself without warning.

Her silence caught the attention of the pegasus that accompanied her, he turned to look at her and stood in front of her to face the answer, she knew that he knew something was wrong and that he was not going to leave her alone until he knew, what should she do?....

Should she tell him?

Patience

-I'm getting tired of these unusual silences from you, Rainbow Dash, what's going on?” - Soarin urged her with evident impatience, his voice full of concern at seeing his friend so evasive and distant, bringing her out of her thoughts once again.

Dash rounded on him and quickened her pace, evading her friend's gaze - “I told you I'm really tired, besides I wasn't paying that much attention”. Her tone was defensive and impatient, tired of so much interrogation, and while she knew Soarin only cared about her, how could she explain something she didn't understand herself?

Soarin narrowed his eyes, unconvinced of her excuses - “yeah right, I've seen you more tired than you are now and you weren't acting like that.” - he followed her and confronted her directly, bluntly.

Dash stopped dead in her tracks, and turned around facing Soarin with narrowed eyes. - “Well, now I do!” - Rainbow's curt tone added to the tension. A dense silence hung between them, their gazes locked on each other in a duel of wills, neither willing to give ground.

Soarin slowly nodded his head and frowned, accepting that he wouldn't tell her anything no matter how much he insisted. He knew she was hiding something from him, but there was no way to make her talk if she didn't want to, and that hurt him more than he would admit, to think that maybe she didn't trust him as much as he thought she did. Without another word, he resumed walking towards the main hall where they were expected for the meeting, to which they were already running late.

Rainbow followed him at some distance, a mixture of emotions swirling in her chest. She felt guilt gnawing at her for her cutting words, for pushing him aside when Soarin only cared about her, she was showing him a distrust he didn't deserve. He was probably one of the few ponies she trusted the most and there was no excuse for how she evaded his questions.

Perhaps after the meeting, once alone when the situation had cooled down, she could ask his forgiveness for her attitude. She knew the steed's pride very well, and she also knew that she should be the one to initiate the conversation to clear things up, but now was not the time.

“You're not very good with word selection are you?” - Blooming reprimanded her gently through the spell, trying not to be reckless, just trying....

The cyan pegasus gritted her teeth, restraining herself from responding to avoid another quarrel between her and the sisters, her pride prevented her from accepting criticism so easily, especially when it came so directly and worse, from one of the ones causing her bad moods

She concentrated on maintaining her impassive appearance as she followed Soarin inside the main hall, dozens of pairs of eyes of the guests at the party rested on them as they crossed the doors, probably for having been protagonists in the spectacle of a few minutes ago.

In the background she could see her other fellow Wonderbolts drinking or eating something, as they were in the company of the 2 royal unicorns. They approached and made their way to the side of their companions.

“What took you guys so long?” - Fleetfoot asked Rainbow Dash in a low tone. Another time she would have used a more mischievous and insinuating tone, but seeing the long face they arrived with she guessed that wasn't what she was thinking.
“Let's just say we had an inconvenience on the way” - Soarin answered quickly instead, breaking the awkward silence, Dash just rolled her eyes.
“I'll explain to you later” - Dash whispered to her Fleetfoot companion, deliberately ignoring Soarin's annoying presence next to her - “have they mentioned anything about why we're wasting our time at this party?”
“No, I thought we were waiting for you guys” - denied Fleetfoot, shaking her mane - “but apparently they hadn't even noticed you were missing”
“Be patient Rainbow, at the end of all this it will end up benefiting both sides” - Shinning Marigol told him with confidence, confidence not at all believable, at least for Dash.

The sisters were standing in front of her, elegantly taking some of the exquisite appetizers prepared for the sumptuous feast. But the cyan pegasus knew that they were actually watching her, scrutinizing her every move and gesture with penetrating gaze, attentive to every word that came out of her mouth, ready to seize the slightest opportunity to take control of her in a matter of seconds. She wouldn't admit it openly, but her magic provoked in her a deep, instinctive fear.

She hated feeling this way. Dash slyly approached Spitfire, who was conversing with Thunderlane about something she didn't catch, taking care that the sudden movement didn't alert the suspicious unicorns.

-“Spitfire...” - she called to her in a low tone, her impatience barely concealed.

The aforementioned turned to Rainbow, the gesture of curiosity plastered on her features. - “Yes, Dash?” - Spitfire replied calmly, waiting to see what was troubling her subordinate.

-“Why are we here?” - Rainbow questioned impatiently, “I don't see the slightest initiative on the part of the royal sisters to start the conversation and they're just wasting our time.”

Rainbow hoped that Spitfire would take her hint that it was best to leave the room as soon as possible, Spitfire held her gaze for a few moments, evaluating Rainbow Dash's words. Finally, the captain nodded gravely, acknowledging the validity of her subordinate's arguments. It was clear that the situation was dragging on for no apparent reason.

“Princess Shinning Marigold...” - the call brought attention, not only from the aforementioned and her sister, but also from her fellow Bolts- “I think we've been giving the matter a lot of thought, tell us please, what did you want to talk to us about?”

The two unicorns watched Dash, then exchanged glances briefly and nodded their heads in a barely perceptible gesture. Shining Marigold and Blooming Rose stepped forward.

“You are right, it is time to get down to business” - Shining admitted - “We have summoned you here on a matter of the utmost importance to both of you...”
“After your great performance and after consulting with the leaders of the friendly nations...” - Blooming continued with the same tone of uncertainty as his sister.

-“They sure do like to give the subject a lot of thought” Thunderlane said discreetly to Fire Streak, who only gave a knowing smile at his comment.

Thunderlane just gave him a knowing smile and mentioned in a low voice - “be patient”.

-“We have decided to organize a tour of major proportions aimed at boosting your visibility as a team, while you grow stronger by competing against other smaller teams” -said Shining Marigold in a solemn tone. The Wonderbolts huddled a bit more and looked at each other.

“You will have the advantage, of course” - continued Blooming Rose - “you will have all our equipment on your side and, in addition, you will have the sponsorship of Moonflower, the organizer of this great event” - hearing that name, Rainbow Dash felt a shiver run down her spine.

Before they could even finish pronouncing Moonflower's name, they were already watching Dash warily. It is worth mentioning that Dash had no reaction time until the sisters again controlled his body movements, waiting for her instinctive reaction upon realizing their plan. Once again, they were taking advantage of her dream to hold her captive, but what did they really want her for?

An awkward silence hung over the Wonderbolts team as they assessed Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold's proposal with a mixture of interest and wariness. Rainbow Dash stood motionless, her wild eyes reflecting her internal struggle to regain control of herself.

“Wow, a Moonflower-sponsored tour, that sounds amazing” - commented Lighting Strike, excited at the prospect.

Spitfire, however, raised a hoof, requesting a moment - “Allow us a moment, please” - dared Spitfire to request calmly, wishing to evaluate the proposal with her team alone.

With a nod, the royal sisters granted them a breather, the Wonderbolts separated and quickly gathered to discuss their possibilities.

“So, what are your opinions and perspectives on this?” -asked Spitfire, curious to know her team's perceptions.

Thunderlane was the first to raise his voice, his tone denoting enthusiasm, “Well, undoubtedly, it's a promising opportunity for us.”

High Wings nodded fervently - “Yes, we would have much wider exposure and visibility, as well as their invaluable support and sponsorship” - so far, the feedback had been decidedly positive.

However, the celestial steed kept a more reserved expression - “Certainly, the proposal sounds extremely tempting and irresistible” - Soarin said with a hint of hesitation in his voice - “But doesn't it seem too good to be true?"

Fire Streak nodded in agreement with his companion - “In a way, I share Soarin's apprehensions. Since our arrival, something about this situation hasn't quite inspired confidence, and I wonder if there isn't something more hidden behind all this.”

Fleetfoot interjected with a beaming smile - “I don't think it's some kind of trap against us, they have no reason, and in the event that it supposedly is, we're used to all kinds of challenges.”

“If that's true, just imagine all that we could accomplish and achieve with your invaluable support and backing!” - of course Surprise would not be far behind with her characteristic optimistic outlook.

Spitfire nodded, encouraged to note that most of the responses were positive, however, she didn't let go of the uneasiness of not having the active participation that had always characterized her best flyer. Her gaze shifted to Rainbow Dash, who had been silent throughout the conversation, immersed in her own thoughts.

“Rainbow Dash...” - he called softly to her - “what do you think?”

There was a brief silence, the group turned their gaze to the multicolored mare who, until a few minutes ago, had been lost in her own mind. At the sound of her name, she seemed to disconnect from them to observe them and flash a lively smile, but devoid of her essence.

“That's a great idea, it brings us a lot to grow as a team, it would be very foolish of us to miss that proposal” - said animatedly that Dash that Blooming and Shinning wanted her to be but for their bad luck she would never be.

Spitfire turned to the sisters, denoting an undoubted confidence as she answered - “Princesses, we appreciate your generous offer and, after carefully weighing all aspects, we Wonderbolts are willing to accept your proposal. It will be a true honor for our team to be part of this tour” - announced Spitfire with firmness and proper composure.

A glint of triumph shone in the eyes of the royal sisters, who exchanged a meaning-laden glance. - “Excellent choice, Wonderbolts, we are sure that this collaboration will be mutually beneficial” - replied Blooming Rose with a subtle but eloquent smile.

“If you don't mind, I would like you to provide us with more details about the specific terms and conditions of this proposal, so that we can be fully confident that this is the best decision for our team” - requested Spitfire, her tone denoting cautious caution.

-"Of course, Captain Spitfire. We are more than willing to share all the details of our proposal so that you can analyze it thoroughly” - concluded Shinning Marigold.

As the sisters headed to the Wonderbolts to offer more details about the tour, Rainbow Dash felt a tingle in her mind. - “Why are they doing this to me, what do you win by controlling me?” - She mentally inquired, knowing that the princesses could hear her every thought through the link.

“Patience, Rainbow Dash” - Shining Marigold replied in a reassuring but smug tone. - “All will be explained in due time and you will understand the reason behind all this, but for now, enjoy this moment with your companions.”

With a resigned sigh, Dash resigned herself to her fate temporarily, focusing her attention on the sisters' words and the reaction of the Wonderbolts, who it's worth mentioning, didn't hold back their enthusiasm and showed it in their own ways.

“By the way team, we have prepared the best suites in the castle for you to rest tonight.” - Blooming Rose indicated as she took the floor again - “and in a few days, we will give you all the details about the tour itinerary and your participation guide.”

Spitfire took the floor with her usual calm determination: - “We greatly appreciate your hospitality and consideration in making us part of the tour, princesses.”

The royal sisters nodded with a smile, seemingly satisfied with the aerobatics team's response. Dash noticed how Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold's gazes were diverted to her, as if they were assessing her behavior, even though they already had it under their control.

Having concluded the greetings and arrangements to meet the next day to discuss the details of the tour, the Wonderbolts escorted the sisters to the elegant suites of the castle. The grand gala had come to an end and the guests had already retired to their respective homes.

Prince Aster was in a meeting with Princess Celestia, discussing matters of state. During the meeting, the prince reiterated his apologies for his unpunctuality during that evening's event.

The atmosphere in the castle was serene and calm after the excitement of the gala. The sisters and the Wonderbolts walked the halls, engrossed in animated conversation about plans for the upcoming tour, their voices echoing softly, creating an echo that spread across the walls of the imposing building.

As they approached the suites, they could feel the tension gradually ease, it was as if the hustle and bustle and excitement of the previous evening had been replaced by a sense of introspection and reflection.

Finally, after a few more announcements, it was time to retire to rest. The Wonderbolts began to make their way to their assigned suites in the castle. Dash mentally prepared herself for what was to come.

The princesses approached her with a carefree air, as if they were going to escort one more guest - “Oh, we forgot to mention, due to capacity issues your suite is further away from your team” - said Blooming Rose with mock politeness - “but don't worry, it's bigger and you'll be closer to us and Prince Aster, let us guide you”.

With this comment some of those already on their way to their rooms stopped their step, the other Wonderbolts could not help but exchange looks of surprise and curiosity. There was an air of uncertainty and, perhaps, even wariness among them and before Dash could react, Soarin took the floor with a slight frown.

“Excuse me, Princess, but we've been to this castle before and we know it has enough capacity to house us together as a team, so why separate Rainbow Dash?” - some came forward in support of their companion's mention.

The sisters exchanged a glance before Blooming Rose replied with a reassuring smile - “not for nothing, but that is due to the instructions of our sponsor, Miss Moonflower, you will understand that she was so fascinated with your performance, that she has requested to have this Pegasus closer under her personal tutelage” - she explained - “she wishes to make sure that her patronage towards you is worth the time and investment”.

Spitfire also approached, with a cautious expression - “We understand, but we are still concerned that our newest flyer is so separated from us.”

“Nothing to worry about, after all, we are in this together and it won't be for long” - Blooming said trying to soften the context orientation created by the acrobats - “it's while we define the tour schedule and travel schedules” - finished Blooming Rose, without losing her composure.

The words were carefully chosen to sound like a great honor and privilege, Spitfire narrowed her eyes, not very convinced, but finally nodded with reserve. With that the Bolts resumed their walk to their suits, some occasionally casting glances behind them.

Dash's helmet waved in farewell to her companions, hopefully being the last body check the sisters would exert on her heralding the end of probably the worst and most vulnerably confusing day of her life. With that, the princesses escorted Dash to the private suite, leaving the other Wonderbolts with an uneasy feeling and a determination to talk to their companion later in case there was something she wasn't telling them.

Once alone, the princesses resumed their course with Dash following closely behind them through the labyrinthine corridors, neither said anything.

Finally, they arrived at a lavishly decorated private suite, but located in a secluded and secluded wing of the castle, it was in the middle of the two sisters' rooms and opposite Prince Aster's. With a graceful gesture, Blooming Rose opened the door and let Dash enter first.

The interior of the suite was impressive and spacious, with luxurious furniture, soft carpets and a huge bed that occupied the center of the room, the walls were decorated with colorful tapestries, while the silk curtains let in the moonlight, creating a calm and cozy atmosphere.

As soon as the heavy doors closed behind them with a thud, the sisters' countenances changed completely, their faces turning cold as marble and their eyes tired and determined from what seemed like sincere prompt action.

“All right, Rainbow Dash”-Shining Marigold's voice cut through the air like a whip-“it's time for you to know the real reason behind our actions and why we need you to set us free.”

A shiver ran down Dash's spine as she processed that what was about to be revealed to her was probably something she wasn't sure she wanted to understand. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding against her heart.

Meanwhile, in Spitfire's suite, Fleetfoot and she were in silent restlessness, unable to enjoy the luxurious atmosphere around them, something about Dash's behavior since they had found her had kept them uneasy.

Fleetfoot paced back and forth, his gaze lost in some distant spot. - "Something's not right with Rainbow Dash” - she declared, her voice laden with an apprehension she wasn't sure how to describe.

Spitfire nodded, stopping to face her friend. - "I noticed it too. Her behavior has been... strange since we found her after we lost track of her.” - Her amber eyes narrowed slightly.

-“ Especially when we're close to the three royal unicorns” - Fleetfoot added, analyzing the previous scenarios after finding her friend -“ add to that, they moved her away from us so she'd be closer to them.”

-“You're right about that, I hadn't thought of it that way” - Spitfire paused in her gait and frowned, her expression turning into a mask of concern, - “we can't ignore this any longer, we have to talk to her.”

Determined, the two mares left their comfortable quarters and strode steadily towards the secluded wing of the castle where Rainbow Dash's suite was located. An unsettling foreboding was pressing on their chests.

Tell me, how many times have we seen a loved one plunge into darkness, unable to understand what or who brought them there? It is in those moments when we most need the understanding and support of those around us, what would you do, dear reader? To be witnessing how someone close to you moves away from herself, from you, without really moving, transforming herself into a shadow of herself and projecting it onto others as if it were tangible, as if it were real, it is powerless to think about it and heartbreaking to live it.

Reaching to understand it and creating action requires patience, empathy and genuine surrender, offering a safe haven where they can find the strength to face their own fears, the pain is less when there is more support, when it is not carried alone.

Perhaps behind that huge door, that barrier that stands like an unbreakable wall, were the expected answers of the two pegasus, where certainties were scarce and reality, when finally revealed, might not be the salvation her friend needs...

Author's Note

I would like to begin this message by expressing my sincere thanks for your patience and understanding during my absence. The last few days have been extremely hectic for me, between work and academic commitments that have kept me constantly busy. However, I am happy to announce that next week I will officially enter the vacation term.

I have been immersed in thoughts of creation and deep reflection on the thread of this story, which I have really enjoyed doing, therefore, I emphasize that I always look for the way to choose the best way to continue this literary adventure with you.

I promise to do my best to reward your trust with exciting and impactful chapters in the coming weeks. I want to make sure that every word written is worthy of the time and dedication you give by immersing yourselves in this story.

:heart: So thank you for everything, your patience and understanding during these difficult days have been invaluable to me. :heart:

Echoes in Need

A radiant sun shines brightly over the majestic kingdom, its rays stood out and took shape imposingly in every corner of the city, among valleys and villages covered with lush green grass and vivid colors. An air charged with pure magic and filled with joy enveloped every corner, as an excited crowd of unicorns congregated in the lush gardens surrounding the splendorous palace.

As the golden arrows of the sun delicately caress the fortress walls, magical sparkles unfold in a mesmerizing spectacle of light and color. The energy in the atmosphere is palpable, generating an atmosphere of anticipation and happiness shared among the magical beings present.

Trumpets resounded throughout the main threshold of the throne room of King Chrysanthemus' castle, as the subjects gathered to witness the ritual of royal succession, the completion of the first steps of a stage for the king's young son.

Aster, with his lilac mane and eyes full of determination and hope, resplendent in his ceremonial armor, advanced steadily toward the central dais. At his sides, his sisters Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold walked with their heads held high, beaming with pride, their subjects cheering enthusiastically.

-“Today, we celebrate not only the end of an apprenticeship stage, but the beginning of a new era for our kingdom,”- the king declared, his voice ringing with pride, - “Aster, my dear son, has proven himself worthy and is ready to assume the role of crown prince.”

The king's words were met with cheers and applause. Aster smiled, feeling the burden of duty and the promise of a future full of possibilities.

“Aster, you have proven yourself worthy to bear this title, your actions have reflected your commitment to the welfare of our kingdom and your leadership skills will fill us with pride.”

The crowning moment came when the king gently placed the crown on Aster's head. The symbolic weight of the cold metal seemed to melt with the warmth and solemnity that emanated from these sacred moments.

“As of this day, I name you Prince Aster, heir to the throne.” - Mentioned the king in a deep and confident voice.

The deafening echo resounded throughout the hall as the subjects cheered the new crown prince. Enthusiastic voices full of fervor proclaimed in unison - “Long live Prince Aster! Long live Prince Aster!”

Aster felt his chest fill with gratitude and determination at such an overwhelming show of popular support. Her gaze swept over every face in that hall filled to the brim with excited ponies, the very ponies whose lives were now relying on their young but promising hooves.

“I solemnly swear to dedicate my life to the service of our beloved kingdom” - each word spoken echoing clearly within the great hall - “I will work tirelessly to pave my way to the throne and lead our nation to an even brighter future.”

A murmur of approval rippled through the hall. Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold exchanged a beaming look with their younger brother. This would be the beginning of a new golden era for their kingdom.

Suddenly, the joy was interrupted by a deafening roar that shook the foundations of the castle, the solid oak doors were thrown off their hinges by a blast of dark magic as a group of hooded figures burst into the hall violently and without warning before the guards could react. Screams of terror erupted from the crowd the unicorns present quickly backed away from the entrance and the walls, shielding each other, as they watched certain presences steal the limelight at the entrance to the throne room. The intruders unleashed a whirlwind of dark magic against them, in turn intimidating the guests and alarming the king and his sons.

The leader of the dark unicorns advanced with a firm step, whispering words of ancient and fearsome power. Before anyone could react, a dark mist began to cover the hall. The festive atmosphere turned icy as it was invaded by an evil energy that paralyzed the hearts of all present.

-"Who dares to break into our kingdom and desecrate our space? Identify yourselves immediately!" -The king demanded to know in a voice that pretended to be firm. He set up a protective field with his magic, with his children around him, ready to attack if necessary.

The leader of the dark unicorns spoke in a defiant voice from the shadows - "Pathetic” - she pronounced with contempt. - “This will be our kingdom” - the voice of a mare emerged from the shadows of her hood. Her physical features could not be made out clearly, except for the slender silhouette of a unicorn whose fur contrasted with the darkness of her attire, who emanated a powerful and sinister aura.

-“I demand that you explain your intentions and withdraw at once,” - Shining Marigold commanded defensively, her horn flashing with the threat of a spell about to be cast.

The dark leader let out an icy laugh that raised the skin of everyone present. Together with her followers, they began to create a great magical aura that swirled with increasing intensity.

“I'm afraid that won't be possible, my dear princess”- her tone dripped with malice.
“From this day forward, your magic will be slowly consumed with each generation, you are to belong to us” - the mysterious sorceress declared - “The unicorns will be born with less power, and little by little you, and your kingdom will wither in our hooves” - with these words each of the hooded figures shaped their magic into the air and expanded the curse.

A shiver ran down the spine of the royal family as they understood the gravity of those words. The dark mist swirled around them and those present were quite frightened at the oppressive and suffocating presence of the hooded figures, the bewitching fog was clouding the rays of the sun shining through the stained-glass windows.

The hissing voice of the leader of the invaders boomed with spectral echoes, chilling the blood of all present, as she approached dangerously close towards the royal family. - “Only an act of utterly selfless surrender and union by a pure and loyal soul can break this millennia-old curse” - the sorceress sentenced with a bone-chilling laugh. - “But I doubt you will find anyone so pure in this spiteful and selfish realm.”

A sickly green glow enveloped Aster like a suffocating cocoon, while the others momentarily imprisoned the king and his two daughters in their dark auras.

“Your domain will slowly rot until your royal lineage completely loses the spark of magic you all proudly claim” - with this statement, the leader concluded the curse. The prince screamed in agony as the curse struck him, unleashing a powerful current of energy that shook the walls.

He fell weakly along with his family to the cold ground, Blooming and Shining with tears streaming down their faces, running to him in a futile attempt to help him. But they were repelled by an invisible force field that threw them backwards violently, knocking their father to the ground on the way at the abrupt act.

The leader of the dark sorcerers gloated in triumph with an icy laugh - “Enjoy your last magical rays of light, for soon darkness will reign in your bodies forever!”

After those critical words, the cloaked retinue disappeared in a cloud of greenish smoke as suddenly as it had arrived, the royal family and those present transfixed.

Aster crawled towards his family, finding them lying on the ground limp and cold, the unicorns present embraced each other with heart-wrenching sobs, with a heavy conscience that their kingdom would never be the same if they did not do something soon.

The King, wild-eyed and fur bristling, ran to join his children. His horn glowed brightly as he cast several protective spells, but to no avail. The curse was already implanted, permeating every corner of the kingdom with its foul essence.

“What... what have we done?” - stammered Blooming Rose through tears, clinging to her father, - “Why are they attacking us like this?”
“Greed... They accused our kingdom and subjects of being spiteful and selfish!” - muttered Shining Marigold hoarsely, her mind clouded by the anger, humiliation, and sadness they were putting her, her family and her kingdom through. - ‘How dare they?’

In the days and weeks that followed, the curse was spreading like an unstoppable virus through the prosperous and fertile lands. Crops began to slow their production, animals now more wary of their caretakers were beginning to move away, the magic that kept harmony was slowly fading in the kingdom.

The royal family watched helplessly as day by day the kingdom they swore to protect was slowly being consumed before their eyes. In a desperate attempt to find a solution, they announced their plan of action to find a solution to this curse, they strove to find in the kingdom the ideal being of an “act of selfless surrender and union by a pure and loyal soul”.

And after so many disappointments and investigations, they came to the conclusion that Aster had to find his “destined couple” to marry and form the “bond of selfless and loyal union” that would break the spell.

Dash listened with growing horror to the terrible curse that had fallen upon the royal family and their entire kingdom. The invasion of the sinister unicorns during Aster's ceremony, the greed, and abuse of power they were accused of, and the slow, agonizing agony of watching their home consume before the dark mist.

Shining and Blooming had finished their tale, barely holding back tears at the memory of that event, they looked at Rainbow Dash with a mixture of hope and despair, hoping that she would finally understand that their actions towards her were not malicious or out of Machiavellian pleasure, but the result of deep despair and their interpretation of the prophecy.

The three mares were sitting on the spacious and elegant bed of Rainbow Dash's suit. They waited patiently, in silence, until the colorful pegasus managed to process the overwhelming information they had just received. It was curious how the atmosphere had changed so much. There was no longer as much tension as before between them, although Dash kept to herself and somewhat distanced herself from them, she was no longer completely defensive and alert.

“I...I am very sorry to hear what is happening to your kingdom, and well, I can come to understand your measures” - Dash looked at them with compassion in spite of everything, although there was something that was still not entirely clear to her - “But, I still don't understand, how can you be sure that I am the one who will help you get rid of that curse? How am I supposed to do it? Was it necessary for you to make me go through all that before when you could have simply told me from the beginning? and ...”
“Wow, all your questions will result, but let's take it a little at a time, shall we?” - Interrupted Shinning cautiously to Dash
“Okay, I'm listening,” - Dash commented with a nod, his impatience now abandoned by the curiosity of where this was going to go
“You remember that moment in Ponyville” - said Blooming Rose, her tone becoming softer - “when you saved us from that accident, risking your life without asking for anything in return, showing such pure courage and loyalty that...” - we looked at her intently - “We knew you were the one.”
“So we held on to that hope,” -added Shinning Marigold with a glint of hope in her eyes- “we couldn't let you go and, well...the opportunity presented itself to us, we couldn't miss it.”

Rainbow Dash's look went from anger to surprise to pity in less than a minute. She could feel the burden of the sisters' expectations and pain, and while she knew she had to act with caution, also with understanding. More than once, she had been expectant of how her world had come close to vanishing, how her loved ones had skirted the edge of their lives, and worse, how some had let it go so she could get on with hers.

-“I... I can understand,” - she mumbled in her hoarse voice, - “You would have done anything to protect your family and your home, I would have acted just as desperately in your situation. But, I still don't understand what exactly you expect from me and how you justify your actions against me.”

“We understand that our actions have caused you confusion and displeasure, so we ask that someday you may forgive us” - Shining Marigold continued with a hint of regret - “But we beg you, help us save our kingdom.” - Her eyes implored Rainbow Dash's understanding, while her face reflected a deep concern for the fate of her kingdom.

The royal sisters looked at each other once more, this time with a glimmer of hope reborn in their hearts. If Rainbow Dash could empathize with their desperate situation, perhaps there was still a chance to win their willing cooperation.

“Is that to say that I must marry Aster to free the kingdom, just that?” - Rainbow Dash asked, her voice denoting a mixture of confusion and skepticism at the magnitude of the task she was being given.
“Not exactly...” - Blooming Rose replied with a deep sigh. She brushed aside a lock of her red mane as she gathered the words, “As we said, the dark sorceress stated that only an ‘act of absolutely selfless surrender and union of a pure and loyal soul’, meaning you would have to be willing to selflessly offer an act of pure and loyal love towards Aster, expecting nothing in return other than to break the curse."

Rainbow frowned, growing more and more confused. - “But I don't understand, isn't true love supposed to come naturally, not forced?”

Shining Marigold interjected in a hopeful tone - “You see Dash, we believe that, if you set out to meet Aster and let everything blossom between you, that selfless romantic bond would be the ‘loyal union’ that the curse demands.”

-"It's our only hope...” - begged Blooming with pleading eyes- “Please Rainbow, try. Open your heart to my brother. I'm sure, with your willingness and the purity of your soul, you will succeed.”

Dash stared at them dumbfounded for a moment then shook her head slowly. - “listen, that stuff about true love and opening the heart sounds very nice and all, but I can't just ‘decide’ to fall in love with someone on purpose, I mean, I'm no expert in these matters, but I know that love doesn't work like that.”

A heavy silence fell over the room. The princesses looked at each other with renewed unease. Shining Marigold took the floor in a conciliatory tone - “We are well aware of that Dash, and it is precisely for that reason that we have decided to create Moonflower and the tour, conducive for that bond to gestate naturally.”

This explanation caused Dash's head to tilt slightly - “You mean the purpose of the tour is for me, or more accurately Moonflower, to fall in love with Aster?” - her disagreement regaining presence in her countenance.

“It's not quite like that, you see, the tour is indeed going to happen and indeed, we will announce it so that the competition we promised the wonderbolts will exist” - quickly explained Blooming to Dash - “however, you through Moonflower, will have the opportunity to spend time with my brother, living together and getting to know each other better during the tour”.
“It is also worth mentioning that this tour will travel through several cities and kingdoms before culminating in our kingdom in a few weeks.” - Added Shinning to her sister's explanation - “enough time so that, when we get there, you can close your vows and fight against the curse thanks to the bond you will form together.”
“No pressure or impositions!” -added Shining Marigold quickly upon seeing Dash's hesitant expression- “Just allow him and open the possibilities for Aster to conquer your heart naturally with his gallantry and honorable spirit.”

Rainbow pondered for a few moments, her mind working at full speed. The idea still seemed far-fetched to her - “I'm not really sure, as I said before, I'm not very good at those romantic matters, and now with a curse involved and Aster knowing about the situation, I'd feel very uncomfortable and I doubt it would come to anything.”

Blooming Rose shook her head at the pegasus comment - “But if Aster doesn't have the slightest idea about all this, only the three of us know about it. For him, this will be just a tour next to Moonflower.”

Dash blinked in surprise that she hadn't noticed it before, Aster doesn't know about the control her sisters had been exerting over her, doesn't know that she knows about her curse and also doesn't know that, apparently, she is the one who can be involved in breaking it.

That gave her the green light to use that against the sisters in the future if she needed to.

“Okay, I'll try,” -the sisters smiled at the long-awaited answer- “But under some conditions, I want Moonflower's total freedom, since, it must be an authentic experience after all.”
“I understand your point, but understand that you can't have it all one hundred percent,” -interjected Shining Marigold, entering the negotiation- “Moonflower's main characteristic is to behave as you would never behave, so we can't give you the free will you would like. However, you will have a seventy percent say in her interactions with the outside, we will have thirty, and every time we take absolute control of you, we will justify it and negotiate through the mindbinding spell. do we have a deal?”

Dash considered Shining Marigold's words carefully. Seventy percent control over Moonflower, but with the idea that the princesses could take the reins at any time without her consent made her uneasy.

“All right, I accept the deal” - said finally, even with existential doubt that she was doing the right thing.

The sisters nodded in satisfaction that they had won that valuable concession.

-"But there is still one last point. What guarantee do I have that they will keep their word? If this... curse and tour turn out to be a sham or a fake to me and my friends?”

A sudden glint flashed in Shinning and Blooming's eyes, it was their last card, But after all, none of this would work if Dash didn't cooperate in good faith.

They slowly approached Dash with a small object in their helmet - “Here we have a horn magically generated by the most skilled unicorns in the kingdom, including us” - They watched Dash carefully - “we have kept this one since we left our kingdom”.

They extended the horn towards Dash, who took it between her hooves almost breathlessly, she could feel the magical charge spread through her body the moment it came in contact with the object.

“It is clear that we would not hand over a piece with such power to just anyone” - The princesses indicated to her as long as she trusted the veracity of her words, although with the latent fear that Dash could use that fragment against her eventually - “It contains a lot of magic, almost that of a skillfully inborn unicorn. With this you can be sure this is for real.”

Finally, she nodded solemnly. - “All right, I agree” - She pronounced, now with more assurance in her tone.

The princesses' shoulders visibly relaxed, their hearts relieved to have Rainbow Dash on their side. Although the situation was complicated, there was new hope in the air.

-“Thank you so much, this means a lot to us,” - Blooming Rose mentioned with deep appreciation.

Dash nodded and gave them a slight smile back, feeling a weight slowly lift from her chest, as if there was a knot that wouldn't let her heart rest.

At that moment, firm knocks on the door of the elegant suite startled everyone present. The two princesses immediately hid themselves using a camouflage spell, their magic wrapping them in a subtle cloak that made them almost invisible to the eyes. Rainbow Dash approached the entrance cautiously, preparing for whatever she might find on the other side.

The Weight of Loyalty

-Dash, are you there? It's Fleetfoot and Spitfire. We need to talk to you,” - Fleetfoot called, her voice projected with a hint of concern.

Opening the door, she was met by the familiar faces of Spitfire and Fleetfoot, her teammates from the prestigious Wonderbolts. At the sight of Dash, both mares' countenances lit up with a mixture of relief and joy. Evidently, they had been looking for her.

“Rainbow Dash, at last, there you are!” - exclaimed a tired Spitfire, stepping forward - “We've been looking all over for you, we narrowly missed dodging the guards in this area.”
“Yeah, can you believe how funny it was to knock on several doors and the one who opened for us wasn't you?” explained Fleetfoot with some laughter following his comment.
“Well, that was more embarrassing than funny, Fleetfoot,” - Spitfire corrected her friend with a snort.

Dash chuckled and took a quick glance towards where the princesses were hiding. Luckily, they seemed to have gotten the message to stay hidden.

“I see, and what do they have to talk to me about? Did something happen?” -questioned Dash, puzzled by the sudden presence of the two pegasus at that hour.

-"Well, actually, we just want to talk to you a bit, since we didn't have the space after the show” -suggested Spitfire with a more casual tone-.

-“Yes! And even worse when you were separated from our room,” - Fleetfoot added, - “So, shall we go for that walk?”

It had been a long time since she enjoyed one of those soothing and comforting night flights. Those where your wings seemed to have control of their own and gently led you through the most beautiful sights created by the underrated princess Luna and her beautiful starry night. Those special flights you didn't know you needed until you had them once again.

In the middle of the serene night, Spitfire was the first to break the silence of her placid air ride.

“Dash, we were really worried about you today. We've noticed that you've been behaving strangely since we arrived at this place” - Spitfire said, with a mixture of concern and curiosity in her voice.

Dash exhaled a long sigh. Where to begin...? Recent events had been a real whirlwind, and she herself didn't have all the answers yet, indeed, she was in doubt whether or not to tell them about her torment.

"Well, all in all, today was a... peculiar day, shall we say?” - she began her explanation vaguely, mentally preparing herself for the interrogation that would come with this opening of the subject.

Fleetfoot narrowed her eyes, unconvinced with that vague answer. - “Peculiar? Dash, you disappeared for hours over the face of this world and then magically appear in the dressing rooms, where were you all that time? How did you manage to get into the castle on your own? Or how do the members of the royal family know you?”

Yes, she knew - “Relax, it's no big deal what happened no matter how much it seemed so” - with her evasive answers, hopefully, she could get them to change the subject, she didn't want another dispute as it happened with Soarin's questions previously.

“Well, if it was no big deal in your words, tell us what really happened” - insisted Spitfire with a persistent tone.

Dash admitted to herself that Spitfire was the most complicated to mislead when she latched onto a subject. She would have to come up with a partially true explanation, but omitting key details.

“Well, I met the unicorn brothers in Ponyville, when I saved them from having an accident with a big billboard...” -began her tale as the three pegasus descended on a cloud so they could better converse face-to-face.
“After that, I was invited to stop by the castle, as an honored guest at their gala. And well, since I had to be here for the show anyway, I accepted and that's that.” - She finished her modified story by swallowing her saliva. It was technically true, but she omitted and invented key details. Spitfire and Fleetfoot stared at her for a few moments, studying her.
“By my calculations, if you arrived at the castle at the same time as the royal brothers, that doesn't explain why we didn't find you when we arrived or why, when we asked them, they themselves denied seeing you,” Spitfire stated insightfully.

Dash stirred uncomfortably at that sharp reasoning. She would have to think fast of a credible explanation.

-“Well, I was in the main hall the whole time, I don't know the reasons why they didn't tell you that from the beginning,” she replied with a shrug, - “But that's my version of events.”

A tense silence hung over the three mares as Spitfire and Fleetfoot seemed to evaluate whether or not to believe their friend's words. Dash kept a passive expression, though inside her mind was working a thousand trying to foresee a possible counterargument.

“Okay Dash, if you say so. Though admit that this whole situation looks pretty suspicious from our perspective.” - Fleetfoot indicated with hesitation and some hesitation even.

-“I agree with Fleetfoot, we were most of the time on the royal brothers' heels, not to mention we looked all over the room for you when the ball started, and you weren't there,” - Spitfire said, crossing her hooves, “But we'll respect your side of the story, at least for now.”

Dash nodded solemnly, feeling a slight pang of guilt in her chest - “listen, I've never had a bad intention in saying things that aren't, and I honestly appreciate that you care about me, but...” - what was she to do?

Her two friends looked at each other with a hint of renewed concern in their countenances - “but...?” - Spitfire urged her on, looking for her gaze to reassure her that she could trust them, and she found it.

“But there are... factors involved that compel me to keep details in reserve for the time being.” - Dash wasn't quite sure she had said the right words, she wanted to speak, but a part of her kept her from blurting it all out, the events of the day were still fresh in her mind and she hadn't had the time alone to process it all properly.

-“Listen Dash,” - Spitfire began in a conciliatory tone, - “You know you can count on us for anything, right? If for some reason you're into something that's out of your hooves... just let us know.”

“Yes, and you can be sure that we will help you get out of it, we are friends, right, and we would never judge you for expressing what you feel” - they both looked at her hoping that her words would have the effect of sensitizing the pegasus' feelings.

Those displays of sincere loyalty and unconditional support from her friends made Dash's heart swell. She gave them a genuine, if somewhat sad, smile as she reflected on all the whirlwind of craziness that had been unleashed in her life in such a short time.

-“Thank you for your support, you don't know how much I appreciate this space” - Her two friends nodded regretfully, though still with some distrust reflected in their gazes. They knew Dash would have a hard time letting go of her stubborn and self-sufficient nature, even when she needed help the most.

Still, they would respect their friend's decision for the time being. Deep down, they were confident that if things got really dangerous, the endearing loyalty they felt for each other would make Dash come to them without hesitation. At least they were pleased to feel that they were talking to the real Rainbow Dash after her strange behavior during that day.

“Changing the subject, remember what you told me you'd tell me, Dash?” - A mischievous grin formed on Fleetfoot's face as he tossed the question into the air. Her eyes twinkled with a spark of mischief.

Rainbow Dash frowned, trying to recall. - “'Truth be told, Fleet, I don't remember.” - She tilted her head, her rainbow mane falling like a cascade of colors over her shoulder.

“Oh come on, don't get clueless.” -Fleetfoot let out a chuckle. - “You told me at the after-show party that you'd tell me what happened with Soarin when the two of them came alone and were late for the meeting.”

Spitfire's eyes widened like dishes at the mention of the pegasus at her side. - “What?! that's why you were so late?” -A smile identical to Fleetfoot's broke out on her face. - “What were you doing?”

Dash now had the inquisitive eyes of the two mares on her. A slight blush threatened to cover her cheeks as she shook her head frantically.

“But what are you insinuating? No, we didn't do anything.” -She rolled her eyes, remembering the altercation with the steed. - “We had a misunderstanding, that's all.”
“Aaww, your first discussion?” - Fleetfoot let out a chuckle, as Spitfire raised a suspicious eyebrow with a low chuckle

-"First discussion? No, of course not, it wasn't an discussion” - Dash tried to repair with her ears lowered - ”It was a simple misunderstanding. He was talking to me about something, then he asked me something else, but as I wasn't paying attention to him he started asking me more questions and well, I got a bit irritated so I unintentionally answered him the wrong way and he got upset.”

“You're not very good with word selection are you?” - A regretful deja vu hit Dash as Spitfire spoke. This stunned her at the remark, so similar to the one Blooming had once made to her.
“Aamm... I guess I wasn't in my best mood at the time” - she finally admitted, remembering that she had planned to talk to Soarin after that to patch things up. She would have to postpone it again.
“Have you apologized to him yet?” - Fleetfoot asked with a glint of curiosity in her eyes.
“No, I didn't have time after that and I'm not close enough to his suite to have gone tonight” - Dash justified herself, although now that he thought about it it wasn't a very convincing one.
“Excuses, Rainbow” - declared Spitfire shaking her head resignedly - “Typical of you to go around procrastinating that sort of thing.” - And yes, she knew her well enough to know it was true.
“I know you have a lot on your mind, Dash,” - Spitfire began, her voice softer now, but with her typical essence - “But even the slightest misunderstandings need to be talked out, if you hang around waiting for the snowball to take shape, it might be too late.”

Dash ascending, feeling the weight of her words. -"You're right. I'll talk to him tomorrow, besides, it was a very small thing compared to other bigger situations.”

The tension of the subject slowly faded, giving way to a lighter atmosphere. Fleetfoot, ever the teaser, took advantage of the change in tone, Spitfire smiled knowingly. - “You'd better, Dash. Because if you don't, I assure you, we'll make you do it.” - Now her friends were finding amusement in poking a little fun at her situation with Soarin.

"Hey!” - Dash felt a blush tinge her cheeks. She shook her head in resignation, a smile peeking through her lips. - “Alright, alright. Let me deal with this my way, will you?”

-"Well, that's enough talk for today. What do you say we head back to the suites?” - she indicated as they got up from their places to return to their flight - “Do you coming with us Dash?, yours is too far away and I doubt you'd want to go back.”

-“Good idea,” - Fleetfoot replied - “Dash, how about coming to my suite? That way you don't have to go back to yours alone.”

Dash accepted the invitation and the three pegasus took flight to that area of the castle. On the way, her friends told her about their day and how they had had to dance with the royal family to find her, Dash couldn't help but laugh at their perspectives of anecdotes she knew all too well.

As they flew carefree, unaware of everything, the Blooming and Shining sisters watched them in the distance. Thanks to the spell that allowed them to walk on the clouds, they had heard the entire conversation, which generated a mixture of confusion and concern, and while they couldn't decipher all the details, they managed to catch slightly clearer mentions of Dash's life.

The sisters looked at each other, exchanging a look full of unease. On the one side, they felt reassured to have evidenced that Dash, on her own, had not revealed anything of what had actually happened that day. However, they were concerned that at some point she might do so, especially considering the closeness she seemed to have with her flying friends. In addition, they began to get uneasy when they noticed that Dash and the celestial steed, Soarin, apparently have a close relationship, and from how they had seen them that day, they suspected that he might be an indirect rival, capable of influencing Dash's feelings. Although they still didn't have much information about those speculations, the situation generated some discomfort and suspicion in them.

They decided to withdraw in silence, with doubt etched on their countenances, aware that they would have to be attentive to future movements, and even more so to present challenges thanks to these new dynamics.

It didn't take them long to reach the area of the castle where the suites destined to house the team were located. The three pegasus exchanged a few brief words and said their goodbyes for the night. Spitfire headed to her suite and Dash followed Fleetfoot, who still remained talking about whatever was on her mind. Dash tried to give her the attention she needed, but her tiredness and thoughts were active in her mind, slowly claiming her energy. Despite this, she would give her friend gestures or nods that indicated she was listening to her, just as she and Spitfire took the time to go find her and listen to her.

She felt grateful, immensely grateful, to the point of believing she didn't deserve it. She had stopped feeling like she was in the body of a stranger, her words and movements belonged to her again. She stopped feeling alone and ignored thanks to her friends. But what did she do in return? She continued to keep everything to herself, without thinking about how this affected them, Soarin and the team as well.

Despite being herself again, she didn't feel authentic. The day wasn't over yet and a sense of emptiness came over her, again.

They finally arrived at Fleetfoot's suite. Dash let out a long sigh, her eyelids feeling heavy. Her friend looked at her with a sympathetic smile.

-“Thank you for everything you've done for me today, I really appreciate it,” - she said quietly. - “I know I haven't been the best company, but I promise I'll be better tomorrow.

Fleetfoot turned to look directly at her. - “You're welcome, you know you don't have to carry everything alone, Dash.” - With that said they entered the suit - “Now, I think we'd better get some rest. It's been a long day.” - With a final smile, both pegasus settled into their beds, letting the quiet of the night envelop them.

The hours passed torturously slow, Fleetfoot slept peacefully beside her and Dash tossed and turned between the sheets, unable to give in to sleep, her thoughts and memories were forcing them to debate with herself and would not leave her alone if she did not give in.

She relived the moments of that afternoon, in Ponyville, the moment she prevented a sign from falling on the royal family, an act of courage that she did not regret having done, however, the confession of the Blooming sisters and Shining a few hours ago had sowed doubts in her mind, now she wondered if that had really been a plan to find someone to tie up, and although their intentions were not malicious, their ways of executing them were questionable.

In the castle, the exact place where her body began to disobey the orders of her brain, she felt a chill as her mind led her there, with the constant fear, helplessness and rage of losing herself again in that spell had accompanied her every second, as if someone was lending her own life, claiming it at convenient times.

She had come so close to losing the chance to participate in the aerial performance, something that meant so much to her, and the thought of losing all that to an external manipulation was unbearable. And how could she forget the permanent anguish of seeing her friends looking at her and treating her like a stranger while they worriedly searched for the mare they had present in front of them, there were many things about that spell she still didn't understand and Dash couldn't help but feel used by her innocence and ingenuity.

Then there was Soarin... The discussion over a silly thing that had resulted in a major misunderstanding still rattled her, she feared she had let him down in some way, and she hoped she would have a chance to repair that situation in the morning. Although she had to admit that this initiative had come about thanks to the conversation with Fleetfoot and Spitfire, she still had her friends' giggles in her mind as they made fun of her “closeness” with Soarin, the mere idea made her heart race a little, causing an involuntary smile. Dash felt confused by her own emotions, wondering if there was actually more going on between her and Soarin than it seemed at first glance. Those jokes of her friends, rather than annoying her, seemed to have awakened a warm feeling inside her, one that she didn't quite understand.

To her regret that feeling did not last too long, at that moment, Dash felt invaded by a deep sense of revulsion, the weight of the agreement with the royal sisters hit her again...

'You see Dash, we believe that, if you set out to meet Aster and let everything blossom between you, that selfless romantic bond would be the ‘loyal union’ that the curse demands.'

A lump formed in her throat.....

'But if Aster doesn't have the slightest idea about all this, only the three of us know about it. For him, this will be just a tour next to Moonflower.'

She began to feel a pain in her stomach.....

'As we said, the dark sorceress stated that only an ‘act of absolutely selfless surrender and union of a pure and loyal soul’, meaning you would have to be willing to selflessly offer an act of pure and loyal love towards Aster, expecting nothing in return other than to break the curse.'

The tension was rising in her chest....

'It is our only hope...Please Rainbow, try. Open your heart to my brother. I'm sure, with your willingness and the purity of your soul, you will succeed. '

'All right, I accept the deal'´

...

Dash sat up with a start, her breathing hitching. Doubts and fears swirled in her mind, a few tears began to escape her eyes as she headed to the bathroom to wash her face.

She felt caught between two worlds, between her own desires and the expectations of others. Sleep eluded her, but at that moment, in the stillness of the night, all she could do was keep breathing and wait for the next day to bring some clarity, waiting for the uncertainty to face the consequences of her actions.

When had it all gone off her hooves? What had she gotten herself into?

Mirages of Expectations

The first rays of the rising sun filtered gently through the window, casting a warm, golden glow on the face of Rainbow Dash, who had finally fallen into an uneasy sleep after last night's overwhelming emotional stress.

To her chagrin, she awoke abruptly to loud knocking echoing at the door, what a good start to the day. Beside her, Fleetfoot's heavy breathing indicated that she was still deep in the realm of dreams, so her heavy sleep forced Dash to be the one to open the door.

Rainbow Dash slowly got out of bed, her fur and mane disheveled, and her eyes puffy from the bad night. She stretched with a yawn as, with cautious steps, she approached the door of her friend's suit.

The knocking was repeated, this time with more insistence, so she peeked through the peephole with an irritated gesture, trying to get a glimpse of who might be knocking at such an early hour. Her eyes widened in surprise as she recognized the familiar figure, and without further ado, she opened the door.

As he opened the door, she was met by Soarin, whose presence seemed to fill the entire threshold. She looked up to meet the steed's face.

“Wow, until you finally open the door, Fleetfo...”- Soarin commented quickly, his tone revealing impatience for the time he had spent knocking on the door. He was speechless when he saw Dash instead of her companion. His eyes widened in surprise and quickly changed as he noticed the mare's tired expression.

Dash made an attempt to smile, but her eyes betrayed the exhaustion she had experienced that night. - “Fleetfoot is still asleep, what are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing. I thought your room was at the other end of the castle." - Soarin looked at Dash with a mixture of curiosity and concern - “You haven't seen yourself in a mirror yet have you?”

She rolled her eyes at the comment, feeling suddenly conscious of her disheveled appearance - “I'm glad to see you too Skies.” - She replied with a hint of sarcasm and stepped back into the suit, as she stepped aside to leave the door open, allowing the steed to pass through.

He shook his head with a slight gesture of disbelief and closed the door behind him, undeterred by Dash's sullen tone. He knew well her aversion to being woken up, especially after a rough night like the one she'd apparently had. - “I'm not kidding, Dash, I'm serious, you couldn't fall asleep?”

Dash averted her gaze and turned to Fleetfoot - “what do you think?” - she replied wryly to Soarin's question, while trying to wake Fleetfoot up by shaking her, though to no avail.

“Hey...” - Soarin said, in a soft tone of voice, one he rarely used and which, of course, caught Dash's immediate attention - “I'm sorry about yesterday, okay? I shouldn't have been so pushy with you. I just... well, I care about you, that's all."

Those simple words were like a soothing balm to Dash's troubled soul, who paused to look at him stunned by the sudden and unexpected apology, an initiative she should have taken, since it had actually been her fault - “ Soarin I...”

“What time is it?” - Fleetfoot interrupted, rubbing her eyes, hair disheveled and looking sleepy.

Dash cleared her throat in her direction drawing an innocent glance from Fleetfoot, who looked around and it didn't take her long to realize the situation she had interrupted

Soarin gave her friend a friendly smile, although his attention was still on Dash - “It's still early” - he explained - “but I came to pick you up to have breakfast with the team”.

Fleetfoot yawned noisily and stretched like a lazy cat - “Just give me a few minutes to get ready and I'll catch up with you guys, okay?” - Fleetfoot said in a sleepy voice, blinking slowly as she came fully awake.

Dash nodded, impatient to begin the departure. Without waiting for Fleetfoot to finish waking up, she headed for the door next to Soarin. - “Okay. Don't be too long." - Before they could get very far, Fleetfoot grabbed her by Dash's shoulders and turned her toward her.

“Are you going out like that?” - asked Fleetfoot, scanning Dash up and down with obvious lack of enthusiasm in her appearance.
“Is there a problem with that?” - Rainbow asked, with a hint of disinterest at her appearance.
“You should clean up that mess you've got on you a bit,” - she advised Dash with a wink and mischievous grin - “You wouldn't want to drive away Soarin away with that look, would you?”
“Fleetfoot!!!” - Dash reprimanded her as the heat slowly claimed her cheeks at her friend's reckless remark. Beside her, Soarin let out a laugh.

-"No, leave her like that,” - Soarin said, stirring her multicolored hair with her elbow. - “To me she's already perfect like that.” - He added that last sentence with a charming smile that made Rainbow's belly tighten.

Inevitably she blushed even more, but this time she couldn't stop a smile from escaping her lips. She covered her face with her wing as the two pegasuses present burst out laughing at her gesture. As much as she tried to appear serious, the reality was that those casual comments and complicit glances from Soarin filled her with a warmth that was hard to hide.

Fleetfoot's eyes widened in wide surprise at Soarin's compliment, shaking her head in a gesture of disbelief, though her laughter continued to echo through the room at Rainbow Dash's amused expressions. - “Though I must admit, Soarin has a point” - Her friend scoffed with a slightly more chuckle - “you look adorable with that tousled look.”

“Oh, please shut up” - Dash replied in a playful tone, his cheeks coloring for the moment. Although she tried to maintain a pose of seriousness, she couldn't contain the laughter that escaped her lips, infected by the two pegasus present.

Finally, they managed to regain their composure. Soarin regained his speech - “Well Fleetfoot , then we'll wait for you outside”.

After Fleetfoot nodded, Soarin headed for the exit, accompanied by Dash. Although she was no longer as flushed as before, there was still a slight blush on her cheeks.

Once outside, the first rays of sunlight began to illuminate the castle. As they walked silently through the corridors, each step they took allowed the sun to shine brighter, creating long, golden shadows in the corridors. The cool morning air caressed the feathers of both pegasus as they walked leisurely through the corridors, and clouds scattered in the sky, indicating that it would be a clear day. Dash felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, experiencing a sudden feeling of lightness.

“So, what were you going to tell me before Fleetfoot interrupted?” -asked Soarin in a soft voice trying to pick up the subject gently, turning his head to look at her out of the corner of his eye.

She took a deep breath, considering the right words for her answer - “Soarin, about yesterday...” - she began - “I'm sorry for behaving so defensively, it was a complicated day and I didn't know how to handle it at all well”- she began, her voice full of sincerity and a touch of calmness, which came to make her husky voice higher pitched than usual.

Soarin slowed his pace to look at her squarely. His emerald-green eyes, normally giggling, reflected a deep understanding. -“Hey, it's okay Dash” - he murmured tenderly - “We all have bad days now and then. The important thing is to support each other." - he said with a faint sympathetic smile.

Dash couldn't help the corners of her lips curving into a slight smile, she was relieved by Soarin's understanding - “I know, Soar” - she finally said, feeling a small part of her burden lighten - “And I appreciate it more than you can imagine.” - Soarin rubbed her shoulder with his helmet in an affectionate gesture.

They walked in a straight line for a few moments, enjoying the shared tranquility, until Soarin stopped and stared at her. - “But it's all right now, isn't it?” - She also paused and formulated her answer patiently.

“The truth is... there are some things that are bothering me. But don't worry” - she hastened to add when she saw his expression - ”It'll pass. I just... need to gather my thoughts."

Soarin nodded with understanding and wrapped a wing around her shoulders in a friendly gesture of comfort, a typical steed gesture. She of course reciprocated the contact, almost instinctively turning into an embrace, letting her body move closer to his and without thinking too much, rested her head against Soarin's strong shoulder, letting her weight rest against that firm muscular body. She closed her eyes for a moment, allowing that moment of closeness to comfort her.

The warmth emanating from Soarin immediately enveloped her, comforting and warm, Dash inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with that familiar, soothing scent that made her feel at home. Soarin for his part, exhaled a deep sigh, his chin barely brushing the top of her head in a gentle caress.

Some distance away, aforementioned unicorn noticed the moment. Shinning Marigold appeared at the end of the hallway and, seeing Soarin and Dash together, hurried to interrupt the moment.

-“Good morning, dear flyers” - Shining greeted, her voice soft and melodic, catching their attention immediately. She approached with a friendly smile, but her eyes reflected a mixture of urgency and concern.

Soarin and Dash separated suddenly - “Good morning, Shining”- answered Dash, a little surprised by the sudden appearance of the princess.

“What brings you so early in these halls?” - Shining commented, looking alternately at Dash and Soarin, her tone seemingly casual, but with a hint of unease hidden in her eyes.

-“We were just calling our other companions to go to breakfast” - Soarin replied, trying to hide his discomfort at Shining's sudden interruption.

Shining Marigold, with her characteristic elegance, interjected with a serene smile - “Oh, breakfast. You don't need to leave the castle for it, the chefs are already preparing it for all of us in the dining room” - A clear invitation to stay, said with a subtle authoritative touch that would not admit replies.

“Okay, thank you very much. In that case, we should let the others know” - Soarin said to Dash, who nodded in agreement with his companion.

The princess, with a suggestive tone and an intriguing look, turned to Dash - “What a good idea, but Dash... I need to talk to you. Could you join me for a few moments?” - She waited expectantly for the pegasus' answer.

It wasn't a question, but a veiled command. The cyan pegasus exchanged an apologetic glance with Soarin, who gave him an understanding nod before withdrawing

Bidding a brief farewell to his friend, Dash began to follow Shining Marigold . At this point, her mind was already preparing for what she sensed would be a long conversation.

As they walked, Dash couldn't help but notice the details of the castle. Walls adorned with ancient tapestries told stories of valor and wisdom, and crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, reflecting the sunlight in a kaleidoscope of colors. The marble floors beneath their hooves echoed softly with each step, creating a rhythmic symphony to accompany their progress.

The atmosphere in the castle was filled with a quiet elegance, imbued with a sense of majestic serenity. As they advanced through the corridors, Shining Marigold turned a corner, leading them through a maze of corridors with no apparent clear direction.

-“Dash, I know this has all been a lot for you” - Shining began a conversation, her expression serious but kind -“Is there anything we talked about last night that's been bothering you?”

Shining's question took Dash by surprise, and she stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes meeting the princess's. - “Why are you asking me?” - Dash questioned

Shining turned her body towards Dash, showing her genuine interest. - “Your appearance reveals that you haven't had a good night's sleep” - she mentioned, catching Dash's attention to her own dark circles under her eyes and the tiredness on her face

Dash rolled her eyes and bit her lower lip, recognizing that perhaps she should have taken Fleetfoot's advice. - “You want a recap?” - She sighed and resumed pacing forward next to the unicorn princess. - “Insomnia” - she concluded in a weary tone, unwilling to unburden her thoughts to her.

-“I see” - Shining Marigold replied with a sympathetic nod as she led Dash through the labyrinthine corridors of the castle. The sound of their hooves echoed in a muffled echo on the polished marble as they advanced.

-“So, Dash” - Shinning said, picking up the conversation in a seemingly nonchalant tone -"what got you interested in the Wonderbolts team?" - asked Shining with interest, her gaze fixed on the pegasus.

Dash blinked, confused by the sudden change of subject, but decided to play along for the time being. -“Well, for as long as I can remember, it's been my goal to become an official member of the team” - she explained, her voice laden with passion - “And I've been fortunate enough to match on various stages alongside them, which has earned me a place in the group.”

Shining nodded, appreciating the passion in Dash's voice. - “It must be exciting, no?” - Her eyes glittered with curiosity, searching for a deeper connection. - “To fly so fast and perform such impressive acrobatics”- she cocked her head to the side in a perceptive gesture-“Do you have any close friend on the team?”

Dash hesitated for a moment at the intent of the question - “Yes, I've made some good friends there.” - was all she said in reply, with studied ambiguity.

“Yes, I could see that a few minutes ago” - the comment was tossed off with prepared naturalness. Dash couldn't help but frown at the clear insinuation. She opted to remain silent, uncomfortable at the turn the conversation had taken.

An awkward silence settled between them as they continued walking, they passed several corridors and rooms adorned with ancient art and magnificent tapestries. After a while, however, Dash began to notice that they had been wandering around the castle with no clear purpose.

Confusion flashed across her face as she looked at Shining. - “What are we really waiting for?” - Dash asked, trying to understand the situation.

With a soft smile, Shining replied- “Oh, we were just killing time for breakfast.” - She turned her gaze towards the entrance to the dining room, a few feet away from them, where the team of pegasus were already gathering.

Dash thoughtfully nodded, though the answer didn't quite convince her. - “So, what did you really need me for, if we were just making time for breakfast?”

Shining looked at her seriously. - “Because I need you to resume the role of Moonflower, Dash” - she took her gently by the shoulders and pulled her close - “Through you, well, Moonflower, I will inform your companions about the planning and itinerary of the tour.”

Before Dash could respond, she felt a strange energy vibrating around her. A gentle electric current coursed through her body, making her skin crawl and leaving a sense of anticipation in the air. A faint yellowish light began to glow around her.

Suddenly, a burst of light illuminated the yellowish aura, revealing a short, beautiful, casually elegant dress materializing around her. The gown, made of soft, luxurious fabrics, fit her figure perfectly, enhancing her curves in a sophisticated way that featured a lovely combination of colors: a deep dark blue with subtle hints of silver and gold at the edges and details.

The skirt flared out in a soft drape to her knees, the delicate lace and subtle beading appliqués adding a touch of sophistication. The edges of the dress were finished with silver and gold trim.

In the blink of an eye, Dash found herself swathed in a casually elegant outfit that seemed to have been custom created for her.

“I don't think I'll ever get used to the dizziness your transformations give me” - she muttered unwillingly, observing her reflection in the crystalline wall with a mixture of fascination and rejection - “Besides, I don't understand, why should I be the only one wearing such extravagant outfits?”

Shining watched her with a critical eye, analyzing her closely. -"Because Moonflower is a refined lady, Dash. Quite the opposite of you” - she told her in a measured but scathing tone - ‘You need to look like that to live up to the situation.’

Rainbow tensed at those words, followed by an involuntary shiver down her spine -” But why do you, who are the royal family, all you wear are discreet accessories? Why do I have to change completely? “ - Her voice charged with helplessness.

Shining exhaled a condescending sigh. - “Because it's more natural for us to be that way in this castle. They already know us, unlike you, Moonflower” - Shining excused herself quickly as she sensed the tension - ‘Now let's go inside.’

With those laconic words, her horn lit up with a pearly glow as she began to prepare the spell of body control and unrecognition on Dash, who, this time, became aware of Shining's intentions and jumped back, breaking her magical concentration with a sharp flap of her wings.

“What do you think you're doing?” She spat, indignation turning to sparks of fury in her eyes - “That wasn't what we agreed!”

Shining watches her impassively, as if expecting this outburst. - “Oh, I know...” - A sly smile forms on her lips as she shakes her head. - “But tell me, what do you intend to accomplish with your intemperate actions, Dash?” - Shinning watched her impassively, with obviousness.

She frowned, feeling indignant at that questioning - “What's wrong with how I am?”

Shining sighed, trying to remain patient. - “It's not that there's anything wrong with you, Dash” -she gave her an icy look- “It's just that a few minutes ago, your mane was a mess, your face reflected anything but the impression you have to give. Not to mention your speech and gait, which are far from refined." - Her tone was that of an adult reprimanding a stubborn foal.

The words struck a chord, a rebuke Dash had heard too many times in her life. She clenched her fists, struggling to control her temper, as a familiar pang of insecurity washed over her

“And what's wrong with that?” - She rebutted - “I've never been a refined lady like you expect Shinning, and I don't see why I should pretend to be.” - she spat in a resistant tone between her teeth

Shinning exhaled another sigh, this time tinged with a mixture of impatience and pity - “Because from now on you are Moonflower, who carries with her much more than a beautiful dress. Just look at her Dash."

With a gesture, Shinning pointed towards one of the crystalline walls of the castle where Dash could see her reflection, where she could see Mooflower dressed in perfection, watching and judging her

“Moonflower, she is a lady of high society, someone who radiates elegance and grace in every step, who masters the art of conversation and who captivates everyone with her presence." - Shining continued, accentuating each word with a mixture of demand.
“You have to be like her, if we want this to work” - Shining's words were demanding - “And if you want to have control over her, your manner must reflect it.”

A crushing silence hung over them both. Dash looked away from the reflection, as if Moonflower's gaze would open the emotional wounds Dash had carried with her for a long time. Though Dash frowned, she restrained herself and chose not to respond, knowing that any defense would only fuel even more criticism, besides, as much as she had been annoyed by Shining's disdainful treatment of her, deep down she knew she couldn't back down.

Shining sensed her defeat, her face softening ever so slightly. - “Don't worry, with a little practice and our advice, you'll get there, but, for now, I'll take care of modeling your behavior. Just concentrate on following my directions, okay?" - there was no response from the multicolored pegasus.

Shining took a deep breath before taking almost complete control over her. Under her influence, Dash's posture straightened with unnatural grace, her expression softened, taking on a more feminine and expressionless air, and even her gait changed, becoming delicate and graceful like that of a ballet dancer.

“Perfect, that's much better,” - Shining approved with delight, like a sculptor admiring her masterpiece - “Remember, Dash, it's only temporary, Blooming and I will help you integrate these qualities into your day to day life, until you have the Moonflower freedom you want so much.”

The dining room door opened wide. The murmurs and laughter of the Bolts died down as the two imposing mares entered with regal strides. Moonflower, now under Shining's control, greeted politely, her melodious voice echoing softly in the room and charming those present.

-“Good morning everyone"- she said with a serene smile as she gracefully advanced toward the table, her steps graceful and controlled. Every movement seemed calculated to radiate elegance and sophistication, followed by Shinning, who also greeted the pegasus. She sat next to Aster, her posture impeccable and her expression calm.

Aster greeted her with a friendly smile. - “Good morning, Moonflower. It's a pleasure to see you again."

Moonflower smiled back at Aster and nodded gratefully. - “The pleasure is mine, Prince Aster. It is always a delight to be in your company."- she replied graciously.

Shining makes an elegant gesture towards the chefs, who move with an almost choreographed grace as they approach the table to serve breakfast to each member. The harmony of their movements creates an atmosphere of refinement and care.

Spitfire watched the scene closely and noticed an empty chair at the table. Leaning over to Fleetfoot, she whispered curiously - “Where's Dash? I thought she'd be arriving with you.”

Fleetfoot, without looking away from her plate, replied quietly - “She went out with Soarin before me.”

Soarin, who was sitting next to Fleetfoot, interjected - “Yes, but Shining Marigold said she needed to talk to her.”

Spitfire's expression turned suspicious at these words. - “What!?” - She exclaimed quietly, her voice laden with disbelief. - “But Shining Marigold is here, and she arrived with Moonflower, not Dash!” - she added, her brow furrowed.

The three pegasus exchanged confused glances, trying to find a logical explanation to this puzzling situation. Spitfire frowned, her instincts telling her that something wasn't right, she watched Moonflower and Shining carefully, as if waiting for an answer. She expected to interrupt and ask questions, but....

Just then, the door to the dining room opened wide and Rainbow Dash walked in....

Author's Note

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The Tour Call

-“Hi everyone! Sorry I'm late!” - said Rainbow Dash, taking a seat next to Soarin.

“What the...!”- exclaimed Moonflower, rising abruptly from the table, her eyes wide as saucers as she looked at the newcomer. Shining Marigold acted quickly, holding Moonflower just a beat before she finished her sentence. She had not anticipated that Blooming Rose, who magically changed her appearance to assume the role of Rainbow Dash, would arrive so soon. Therefore, she had given the real Dash some leeway, so that she could eat breakfast in peace.

Dash immediately tensed up, disbelief and indignation flashing through her insides. The genuine surprise and confusion on Moonflower's face did not go unnoticed. The murmuring ceased, creating an atmosphere of uncertainty and suspicion. Everyone present passed their quizzical eyes between Dash and Moonflower.

-“Moonflower, is everything all right?” - asked Aster, his voice full of concern and curiosity.

Moonflower resumed her speech, regaining her poise thanks to Shining Marigold's control. - “Yes, everything's fine. I was going to say, it's an honor to have you all together this morning."- She nodded slowly and gave a quiet smile to those present, hiding her inner turmoil. -“In a few minutes we will talk about what we are gathered here for, which is the itinerary and details of the expected tour.”- Having said that, she took her seat again.

As conversations slowly resumed, with a hint of uncertainty about the unusual moment in the dining room, some Wonderbolts continued to look quizzically at Moonflower and Dash

“That was strange, wasn't it?” - muttered High Winds to Surprise, keeping her tone low so as not to attract too much attention. - “I hadn't noticed the great physical similarity between Dash and Moonflower.” - Surprise nodded with a thoughtful expression as she watched the two pegasus.
“You're right, it is quite strange. Maybe it's just a coincidence” - suggested Misty Fly, a bit more skeptical. - “After all, what else could it be?”

“What does this mean?” - Dash's voice echoed with great anger through the mind linking spell. - “Are you mocking me?”
“Please believe us, we mean you no disrespect.” - Blooming Rose, who was starring as 'Rainbow Dash' in front of the others, hastened to add.
“How dare you ask me for credibility, just how dare you?”- Dash's anger was palpable. - “You're faking my identity without my permission, much less my knowledge, and look that you had time to orchestrate it, how dare you even warn me!”
“We knew you were going to get like this, but understand, it was a last minute thing, besides it's the most logical option” - explained Shining calmly, trying to defuse the situation. - “Or did you prefer that your companions again start looking for you all over the castle and get frustrated when they can't find you, not knowing that the real Dash is Moonflower?" - Shining emphasized in her rhetorical question. - “It's the only way no one would suspect and the only way you can both be in the same space.”

Shining seemed to be looking for a practical and unobtrusive solution to the dilemma, trying to convince Dash that this was the best alternative available at the moment.

Blooming added in a pleading voice - “Also, stay calm, I promise to respect your identity and not to tarnish your reputation in any way. I will act as discreetly as possible, just as you would."

-” ‘Just as you would’ ” - sarcastically and mockingly Dash imitated Blooming's voice. - “You have no idea what I'm truly like, and you're already going to imitate me to those who do know me” - Dash let out a bitter laugh. - “this is disgusting, now I understand why you deserve everything that happens to you.”

The words crossed the line, striking the sisters viciously. No doubt they had not expected such a hurtful verbal attack from the normally loyal and noble Dash. Silence reigned in the uncomfortable uneasiness of their linked minds.

Despite not wanting to bring up painful family memories, Dash was forced to do so as a last resort to make herself heard. They hadn't considered her at all and her blatant identity theft was what broke her patience and unleashed her fury again.

"Moonflower, is everything all right? You seemed very... upset when Rainbow Dash arrived." - Aster asked her cautiously, who was watching Moonflower with renewed curiosity.

Moonflower, swallowed the morsel she had been chewing slowly, taking a moment to regain her composure. She looked up at the prince with a faint smile - “Excuse me, Aster. I was just surprised to see the mare who owned the Sonic Rainplosion yesterday."

Aster laughed softly as he remembered the impressive show he had witnessed the night before- “I understand. It was an impressive sight, no doubt."

She reciprocated the gesture with mild sentiment and continued to enjoy her meal like the others. However, Aster's curiosity was still not entirely satisfied.

“By the way, where were you during the whole show?” - He asked with a hint of genuine interest. - “The last thing I remember is watching you and Blooming go backstage before the show.” - With her brother's comment, Shinning decided to let Dash answer on her own, giving her a warning glance out of the corner of her eye
“I... had a last minute mishap that kept me from being in the gazebos with the others” - she answered cautiously, choosing each word with utmost care, as if she were walking over a minefield. - “Nevertheless, I was present the entire time it took for the show to end.” - and for her peace of mind Aster seemed to be satisfied with that poor response.

-"I see that you took the time to follow my advice to get ready, Dash" - Fleetfoot indicated in a mocking tone when he saw his renewed friend - "In fact, now that I detail it to you, you over-groomed"

Blooming Rose, felt a knot in her stomach. She wasn't sure how Rainbow usually responded in these situations, so she decided to play along with what she had heard earlier.

“Well, as you mentioned, a girl should look fabulous at all times, right?”- she replied with a falsely natural façade, sketching a smile that she hoped was convincing enough. and continued to enjoy her breakfast.

All the Wonderbolts who caught the response abruptly stopped their conversations and turned their necks toward the multicolored pegasus, some even crunching their vertebrae at the suddenness of the movement. Stunned and bewildered gazes were riveted on Blooming Rose, who suddenly felt infinitely small under such intense scrutiny.

“What?” - she said suddenly, trying to maintain her composure under the scrutiny of the stunned gaze of her peers present, though inside she was trembling like a leaf in the wind, feeling the weight of confusion.
“I never said that at all” - Fleetfoot observed quizzically, along with the others who did not catch the characteristic sarcasm Dash usually employed in such remarks.

-“I guess there's always a first time for everything” - she replied quickly. She turned back to her plate, trying to end the subject and divert attention.

The real Rainbow Dash, hidden under the guise of Moonflower, gave Blooming a flat look and rolled her eyes before returning her focus to her breakfast, though inside she was boiling with indignation.

“That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard myself say” - Dash mentioned through the mind linking spell, her voice exuding sarcasm. - “It's ironic because, I wouldn't have said that in my sound judgment, Blooming Rose” - she added with a tone of disbelief. She paused, pinning her gaze on Blooming Rose across the table, she felt as if she were in front of a mirror, with regret that she didn't recognize the mare in front of her.
“But wait, right, you obviously don't know” - she concluded, letting out her frustration at her.

Shining Marigold, who had so far remained silent, felt her patience wearing thin. - “Can you stop now, Dash?” - It wasn't a question, but rather a direct order spoken in a firm tone.

At Shining's firmness, Dash responded with a tone of feigned innocence and smugness. - “So I'm the one who has to stop?” - she replied, defiantly.

Shining, sitting next to Moonflower, gave Dash a warning glance. The tension in the air was palpable as Dash maintained her defensive and sarcastic smile, showing no signs of intimidation. Finally, Shining Marigold decided to take control of the situation and the pony at her side.

Moonflower stood up, capturing the attention of everyone present. - “Very well Wonderbolts, I think it is now a suitable time to have a conversation about what competes us” - she announced in a firm voice.

The murmur in the room gradually faded, leaving an expectant silence charged with curiosity. The eyes of the Wonderbolts were riveted on her, eager to hear her words.

-“All right, members of the Wonderbolts, we are about to embark on an unprecedented grand tour” - Moonflower began her speech with determination. The real Dash listened attentively, while the imposter, embodied by Blooming Rose, watched silently.

“This is not just a tour, but a succession of challenges that will not only test your skills, but also your determination and team unity.” - Moonflower continued. The Wonderbolts exchanged looks of curiosity at the prospect. - “Each destination we will visit harbors mysteries and challenges unique to yourselves, designed to bring out the most outstanding in each of you.”

After a brief pause for his words to settle in the minds of those present, Moonflower continued. - “Allow me, dear flyers (and dear reading audience) to detail the itinerary for this tour, pay close attention, please” - The anticipation in the room was palpable.

-"As you all know, this will be a tour of competitions involving the flying and skills of each competitor. This tour will travel through regions in and around Equestria. At each location, you will face teams representing that region/city, which will add an element of competition and excitement to this event.“ - announced Moonflower excitedly, noting the mixed reactions among the Wonderbolts. Some of the team members nodded - “but remember, the skills required will vary by location, adapting to the culture and environment of each site. It won't all come down to synchronous flight and daredevil acrobatics."

She continued - “The budget will basically cover all necessary expenses, from accommodation and transportation to feeding the team and producing the events. In addition, we will generate additional revenue through ticket sales, merchandising, advertising and other ancillary agreements. As your official sponsor, I want to assure you that you won't have to worry about any of that, as long as you stay on top of the competition.”

Moonflower assured, conveying confidence to the Wonderbolts, who nodded with determination and showed gratitude for her support. However, she warned firmly - “that said, no team member will be allowed to withdraw without a sufficiently valid extracurricular excuse that leaves them no other choice” - some members exchanged glances at this last statement

“Now let's get on with the itinerary” - she declared, urging the Wonderbolts to stay focused on the next stage of the plan.

At her gesture, Shining and Aster magically conjured a detailed map of Equestria and its surroundings, projecting it with a mesmerizing glow in the air.

“The tour will begin in Cloudsdale, the home, probably, of many of you and the cradle of pegasus culture” - she said emphasizing the importance and relevance of this first destination - “The competition in Cloudsdale will be typically acrobatic,representing the essence and the loyal pride of being a pegasus, therefore, the competition will include complex aerial maneuvers, speed races and synchronized flight demonstrations” - she detailed and paused briefly to observe them.
“So none of this will be new to you” - she added with a tone of recognition. - “You have proven to be the leading and most acclaimed team in that field” - The Wonderbolts looked at each other with a mixture of confidence.
“The next stop will be the Crystal Empire, where the culture and environment are noticeably different” - She emphasized - “The course will include elements unique to the Empire, such as relays, crystals and ice challenges, similar to the Equestria games, if you ask me. Which will require a combination of speed, agility and teamwork“ - she takes a breath and continues - 'Because just like the crystals that shine there, the true brilliance is in sharing one's inner glow with others.” - she concluded with this destination.

She continued - “After the Crystal Empire, the tour will head to Griffonstone, home of the griffins, known for their rugged and individualistic nature. The competition here will be a challenge of individual speed and skill. This stage will test one's individual courage and ability, a challenge that will reflect the honesty of your soul." - Some shared looks with raised eyebrows at this destination.

“We continue our journey to the Land of Dragons, a place where the executions will be extremely challenging and risky, inspired by the Fire Challenge, a competition unique to their culture” - Moonflower announced with intensity - “This stage will not only test your skill and bravery, but also your ability to remain calm under pressure, so only the most persistent and cheerful at heart will prevail in the face of danger.”

After a brief respite, Moonflower resumed speaking, her tone becoming more solemn as she spoke of the next place.

-"From the Land of Dragons, the tour continues to Mount Aris, home of the hippogriffs. Here, the competition will be a mix of aquatic and aerial challenges, demanding excellent coordination and synchronicity among the team members. Synchrony and collaboration will combine in a collaboration that will highlight their innate kindness.” - added the sophisticated pegasus.

Moonflower paused for a moment, letting anticipation settle in the air before revealing the final, most significant destination of the tour.

“And finally, the tour will culminate in the Land of the Unicorns” - announced Moonflower with a tone of reverence - “In this grand finale, a competition will be held involving the magic of the unicorns and the skills of the participating teams, at this stage communication and recursion will stand out, therefore, only those who work in perfect harmony with the magic will win.”

A warm smile came across Moonflower's face as she contemplated the expressions brimming with excitement and determination reflected on the faces of the Wonderbolts.

-"The purpose of this tour is much more than just a competition” - she explained - ”it's about celebrating our diversity and working together toward a common goal. Each leg of this tour is a tribute to the elements of harmony that all of us creatures carry within us, it is an opportunity for each of us to prove our worth, not just as ponies, but as members of a team and as inhabitants of Equestria."

Applause echoed through the room at the end of Moonflower's speech. It was clear that Shinning and Blooming had successfully communicated the importance and purpose of the tour, both in terms of competition and in terms of collaboration and unity.

Although deep within them, the tour would not only benefit those directly involved, but would also serve as a platform for the unicorns to get noticed. It was a subtle call for help so that all the kingdoms would know the situation about the curse and could offer their collaboration to the unicorn kingdom once they have reached the last stage of the tour.

Moonflower paused, scanning the room to make sure everyone was connected with her words. Inside, Dash was truly impressed by the meticulousness of the sisters' planning, recognizing the importance of every detail in organizing this event.

“Any questions at the moment? I'm here to clear up any questions and make sure we're all on the same page." - Moonflower said, resuming speaking.

From the oval table, Spitfire, the captain of the Wonderbolts, cleared her throat before speaking - “How long exactly is this massive tour going to last?”

“The detailed schedule will be provided to you soon”- Moonflower replied calmly. - “We will ensure that there is enough time for travel, team rest and incidentals. The tour is planned to last several weeks, with each competition spaced out so that you can adjust and recover between each one."

This time it was Soarin who raised a wing with a hesitant gesture. - “You mentioned that no member could leave the group, right?” - The pale-furred pegasus frowned. - “What if there's an accident in the middle of the tour or someone gets sick?” - Moonflower nodded sympathetically.

“I understand that unforeseen events can arise on any tour”- she began, turning her gaze to everyone present. - “That's why we will have a dedicated support team to handle any eventuality. Whether it's technical problems, health issues or last minute cancellations, we'll be prepared” she paused to make sure everyone understood the importance of what she was saying.

-"We will work closely with the team to develop robust contingency plans. In addition, all members will be covered by comprehensive insurance throughout the tour, ensuring that any problems are addressed immediately and with the best possible care." - Murmurs of approval rippled through the venue as those present exchanged calmer glances.

“And what are the prizes or evaluation rubrics on the tests?” - asked Fleetfoot, Moonflower smiled, anticipating this question.
“Regarding the prize”- she said, projecting her voice clearly, - “we have decided that the fairest and most logical thing to do is to negotiate with each team based on their needs and preferences. The base prize is a commemorative cup, but we also want to offer additional prizes that include special supplies or specific resources that the winning team may need."

Murmurs turned to a wave of approval as members of the Wonderbolts and others present assimilated the information with nods and pleased expressions.

“In addition, the evaluation rubrics will vary by proficiency, focusing on specific skills and your way of adapting to the characteristics of each region or city.”

Spitfire interjected again with a practical question - “What about training? will we have enough time to adapt to the new competencies and cultures of each location?”

-"Absolutely” - Moonflower replied firmly. -"The detailed schedule, which you will receive soon, includes training and adaptation times in each region. We have coordinated with local experts to ensure that you arrive a few days early at each location before the competition, so you can better understand the environment in which you will be competing.” - Spitfire visibly relaxed in her seat, Soarin and Fleetfoot shared one of their characteristic buoyant smiles.

The murmurs were positive. It was evident that Moonflower's responses were reassuring those present.

-"Well, if there are no further questions...” said Moonflower, sweeping the room with her serene gaze ”...I'll let you know right now that the tour will open next week, plenty of time for you to establish your strategies and training plan as a team. And from our side, we will work on giving visibility to the tour with posters and newspaper ads” - She paused briefly before adding.

“Also, the methodology of the competition and its obstacles will not be revealed to you until you are on site and ready to begin.” - An expectant silence filled the dining room. The Wonderbolts and others present looked at each other, seemingly satisfied with the answers provided.

Rainbow Dash, even playing Moonflower, felt a pang of admiration for how the sisters were handling the situation. The way they orchestrated Moonflower's leadership abilities and her ability to reassure everyone around her was truly impressive. However, inside her, feelings were clashing. She clearly remembered the words of Shinning, who had told her that in order to be able to control and freely interpret Moonflower she had to be like her. Though it was hard for her to admit it, the idea of sacrificing her own authenticity to take on the role of who she was meant to be challenged her insecurities. However, if that was what it took to stop being a prisoner of the sisters and her own body, she would have to do it.

Author's Note

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By Stripping Borrowed Identities

After the meeting ended, the Wonderbolts left the room with renewed energy. As they walked through the halls, Aster, Moonflower and Shining stayed behind to arrange and discuss details.

Surprise fluttered back and forth, filled with intense and contagious excitement - "This is going to be the most epic competition ever! I can't wait to start training!" - her yellow eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as she expressed her excitement.

Thunderlane was tapping the ground with his helmet, eyes sparkling with excitement - "Finally a chance to prove that we're the best flying team in all of Equestria!"- he exclaimed with fervor, joining his partner's enthusiasm. Her voice ringing with confidence.

"We're going to make fools of those presumptuous teams" - said Fire Streak, who was walking next to Thunderlane, snorted smugly at those words.
"Don't forget that we'll have to fly in unfamiliar environments."- mentioned High Wings more calmly. - "Your tests are probably not what we're used to or have done before."

-"Relax Wings" - proclaimed Misty Fly confidently. - "I doubt that will stop us from excelling in every test"- she swaggered arrogantly-"Those teams have nothing to match our talent."

Spitfire, who had remained cautiously silent, rolled her eyes at her teammates' outburst, but even so, a faint smile curved her lips. The captain knew how to remain calm in the face of the wave of emotion that normally embarked her team.

"All right, team" - she quieted them with her typical firmness - "I know we're all anxious about this tour, but there will be time for outbursts later. For now, stay focused, we need to calmly review all the evidence and start mapping out a proper training plan."
"Yes, plus there are some of those tests will test skills we haven't practiced before." - Soarin took the floor next with a thoughtful countenance.

-"Exactly" - Fleetfoot agreed with a nod - "We must analyze each strategy very carefully if we are not to be taken advantage of."

"That's why the next few weeks of hard training will be crucial. I want you all on the same line, understood?"-her voice was serene but commanding.
"Yes, Mrs.!" -they replied in unison firmly, each maintaining straight posture and determined looks.

They continued walking towards the area of their rooms, they planned to spend the day by the Canterlot square, taking the opportunity to relax a bit before leaving for Cloudsdale, enjoying the city atmosphere outside the castle.

During the ride, Fleetfoot couldn't help but notice Rainbow Dash's strange bodily behavior. The pegasus walked upright, with her chin up and a much more refined demeanor than usual. She frowned, watching her from the corner of her eye; she knew her friend too well not to notice these subtle changes.

Fleetfoot took the opportunity to approach Rainbow - "Dash, are you okay? Why are you walking like a duck? - she commented with a mocking tone, emphasizing her peculiar walk.

Rainbow was startled at her friend's teasing comment, a grimace of surprise appearing on her face. - "What, no, of course I don't walk like a duck!"-she complained, frowning.

"Uh-huh, so what are you doing?" - Fleetfoot inquired, raising an eyebrow skeptically as she observed Rainbow's unusual behavior.
"I'm doing my usual" - improvised Blooming, unsure of how to properly mimic Dash, confused by the situation.
"Since when do you walk like that?" - Fleetfoot insisted. Blooming hesitated for a moment, not knowing exactly what to answer.

It was clear that she was failing to emulate Rainbow Dash's natural behavior, and she felt lost in her attempts to do so. Dash was right, she obviously didn't know.

"Since I've always done it, pay more attention to detail, will you?" - Blooming replied casually, shrugging at the end to feign naturalness.

Fleetfoot narrowed her eyes, clearly unconvinced by that answer. She glanced sideways at the other Wonderbolts who stood back, unaware of the conversation.

-"Are you serious, Dash? Because I've known you for years and I've never seen you walk so..." - she paused, searching for the appropriate word - "... rigid and robotic."

Blooming felt offended at the pegasus' comments, a discomfort and indignation began to grow within her, however, she kept her composure - "rigid and robotic? Please! I'm just walking normal" - she defended herself with a frown - "We don't all have to walk staggering back and forth barely avoiding falling, if I were you, I'd fly more often!"

Fleetfoot blinked in surprise at this uncharacteristic reaction from her friend. Rainbow tended to take jokes more lightly and not be so curt with her friends.

-"Hey, relax, I was just kidding" - she tried to calm her down, giving her a friendly nudge. Blooming bit her lip inside, realizing that she had overreacted.

-"Though I see the time alone with Soarin this morning didn't take away your irritation" - Fleetfoot commented in a vengeful tone, smiling mischievously. The chuckles were not long in coming from the other Wonderbolts who overheard the comments, some with raised eyebrows.

Blooming swallowed, feeling lost, not knowing how to react or what to say. It was clear that she was misinterpreting the group's codes and inside jokes. In addition, she lacked information about the morning's events and who Dash had been with, leaving her in a quandary about how to respond.

"What do you mean?" - was all she could manage to answer, with a tone of confusion, frowning for clarity.

-Well, that's for you to tell me, isn't it? Or should I remind you that I wasn't there?" - said Fleetfoot, prompting her to give details of her brief outing.

However, Blooming had no reaction to the innuendo with Soarin, as Rainbow Dash normally would when it was mentioned. Instead, she showed tension, deep thought and confusion, as if she was in an alternate reality.

"Damn" - Blooming Rose thought to herself, failing to extract information from something only Dash and the aforementioned steed knew.

Fleetfoot frowned at the lack of response and Rainbow's puzzled expression. This was highly unusual for her friend. Fortunately for Blooming, someone stepped up to save her from this embarrassing situation.

"Come on Fleetfoot stop being so pushy" - Soarin interjected, trying to divert attention and relieve Dash's obvious tension.
"Aaw how tender, so coming to her rescue" - Fleetfoot continued, without the slightest intention of dropping the subject - "You'll evade details too?"
"Like you with Fire Streak" - countered Soarin with a sly grin. Fleetfoot tensed at the mention, while Fire Streak shot him a mocking glance and adjusted his helmet on his face with a restrained chuckle.

Further laughter spread among the group of pegasus after that comment. The tense atmosphere had been broken by the friendly attacks between the two Bolts.

"Good answer, Soarin. But don't think I'm not going to charge you" - Fleetfoot challenged with a defiant grin, receiving the same look from the steed. The other Wonderbolts continued to laugh.

Blooming let out a sigh of relief at seeing herself out of the spotlight, but she was still distraught as the Wonderbolts continued to joke at her expense. She felt like she was failing miserably in her attempt to play Rainbow Dash.

"Help me!" - She mentally insisted, hoping Shinning and Rainbow Dash would hear her over the link.

While Blooming was dealing with the Wonderbolts, Moonflower, Shinning and Aster were in one of the palace meeting rooms, discussing the details of the tour still.

"So, if the first event would be in Cloudsdale in a week's time, we should leave in four days for there no?" -asked Aster, checking the schedule- "since then the wonderbolts would have enough time to train and prepare."

Moonflower nodded boredly as Aster constructed the schedule - "I remind you that the Bolts are from Cloudsdale, so adapting and training for the first competition will be no big deal for them" - analyzed Dash, who had control of Moonflower for the moment while Shinning relaxed next to her, laying her head on her helmet on the table.

"So you're suggesting arriving in Cloudsdale at a date closer to the competition?" -questioned Shinning, paying barely any attention.

Dash thought about it before answering her. Arriving a few days before the opening of the tour in Cloudsdale meant more days at the castle, but arriving earlier meant being in her hometown under Moonflower's control and not with her friends and family. At that moment, Aster rested his gaze on Moonflower, unable to help but gawk a little as he watched her concentrating, studying the details.

"I think it's better..." - Moonflower looked up to voice her opinion, though in the process her eyes briefly met Aster's for an instant. A faint smile formed on her lips as she caught the prince's rapt gaze.

Shining noticed the sudden silence and opened her fatigued eyes to assess the situation, a sly smile appearing on her face.

"Ehh, I think it's best to get to Cloudsdale as soon as possible" - she finished her sentence- "This way the Bolts will have more time in their homeland to prepare for the other scenarios."
"Yes, you're right Moonflower, whatever you say" - Aster told him with the enthusiasm he managed whenever Moonflower said something.

"So whatever I say, huh? Well, in that case it'll be easier than I thought", Dash said to herself as she watched Aster write down the details agreed upon so far. She felt Shining lean slightly on her back, probably due to the magical exhaustion she was sharing with Blooming.

"Help me!" - Blooming's desperate voice echoed in their minds.

Shinning sat up coming out of her lethargy as she sensed the distressed request, some joints rattling at the sudden movement, She exchanged a glance with Moonflower.

"Ouch, are you okay Shinning?" - Aster asked, with concern latent in his voice as he noticed the sudden movement in his sister
"Yes, Aster, it was just a momentary memory" - excused Shinning, keeping the appearance of calm as her thoughts focused on the urgency of the situation with Blooming. Dash noticed.
"Speaking of memories, do either of you know where Blooming is? I haven't seen her all day" - Moonflower asked with apparent genuine concern, feigning ignorance and looking at Shinning with eyes full of smugness.

A muscle tensed in Shining's jaw as she returned the defiant look - "Blooming has a migraine, that's why she didn't show up this morning Moonflower" - replied Shinning calmly.

Moonflower arched an eyebrow in mock surprise. - "Oh, I didn't know, is there anything we can do for her?" - she asked, offering her fake support and solidarity - "maybe going to see her will make her feel better, what do you think Aster?"

Aster, who was always eager to please Moonflower, nodded enthusiastically - "Yes, I think that would be a good idea. We could bring her something to make her feel better."

Moonflower smiled mischievously. - "Yes, what a good idea, what do you think, Shinning, will you come with us?" - She said in a distinctly suggestive tone, knowing it would annoy Shinning.

Shining frowned more at the provocation. - "No Moonflower, thank you, I think you'd better not go see Blooming today. I'm sure she'll appreciate the gesture, but she needs her rest" - she said kindly, but seriously to Moonflower. - "I'll make sure he's okay."

"Aren't you listening, I need your help!" - Blooming insisted urgently.
"Yes, we are listening to you, Blooming. Sorry, Dash distracted me a bit" - she said to her sister in an apologetic tone while in front of her, Moonflower laughed derisively, irritating Shinning and leaving Blooming stranded in her plea for help.

-"Come on, don't you think it's funny?, controlling a body that isn't yours and no one listening to you" - Dash replied to the sisters in a bitter tone - "or at least if you thought it was funny before when you weren't the ones who needed help" - Every word was loaded with vengeance and accumulated resentment, causing even more tension in the atmosphere.

Frustration and anger began to boil up in Shining. She couldn't allow the situation to get out of control and Blooming to be left unattended in her time of need. - "That's enough Rainbow Dash! This has gone far enough!" - Shining expressed in a firm voice.

Blooming took a deep breath, trying to cling to what little serenity was left. - "Rainbow, please, we get the point, stop taking revenge this way on us and help me" - she implored, feeling defeated and exhausted by the bickering between them and Dash. - "Remember that I'm the one who is playing you in front of the others. If you don't want me to inadvertently screw something up, tell me what I should do."

Dash sighed, letting out the tension that had built up - "What do you need?" - she said finally, showing a willingness to help Blooming.

Blooming visibly relaxed as she saw Rainbow Dash finally agreeing to help her. She took a breath before continuing - "You see, I was with the Wonderbolts walking the halls..."

-"Well, then, what are we going to do?" - asked Surprise enthusiastically as they walked through the castle's corridors.

"What do you say we go hang out in the central square?" -proposed Fleetfoot jovially, his turquoise eyes sparkling with excitement.

-"Sounds good" - exclaimed Soarin. -"We could stop by the usual coffee shop while we're at it. I can't wait to taste those delicious apple pies one more time" - Soarin seconded with a broad smile.

-"Well, that's settled then" - declared Rapidfire competitively - "Let's race to the square. Last one there will pay the bill."

Without further ado, the pegasus made their way to one of the castle's lookouts, ready to take flight. Nimbly, they climbed up the small marble wall and moved into a racing position, Blooming was trying to climb the wall with obvious difficulty. Her hoofs seemed to be slipping off the marble wall.

"Hurry up Dash" - Misty Fly urged her, observing her gesture strangely and with a touch of impatience.
"Help me, I can't climb" - she replied in a frustrated voice. Without further delay, Misty Fly quickly grabbed her by the helmet and, in one fluid motion, pulled her up the wall, placing her next to the others.

Blooming gazed apprehensively at the abyss that lay at his feet. From that elevated position, she could glimpse the imposing city of Canterlot and the vast landscape that stretched beyond. A slight vertigo took hold of her, and she instinctively clung to the flank of Misty Fly, who looked at her with a mixture of doubt and concern.

-" Dash, what are you doing?" - Misty questioned her with a look laden with uncertainty at her strange behavior.

"C-couldn't we better go...walking?" - The words came tremulously from her throat, her eyes showing the fear she felt, betraying her facade.

Laughter immediately erupted among the Wonderbolts at their companion's apparent joke. Blooming cringed in embarrassment, unsure how to react.

"Walking? Really, Rainbow Dash?" - Thunderlane scoffed incredulously, shaking his head - "How funny you are."
"Enough talk!" - silenced them Spitfire - "In position everyone. On your marks...ready..." - they all prepared to take off. - "Go!"

Without warning, the pegasus took off flying at full speed through the skies in the direction of the small square. Their bodies became multicolored blurs, leaving a trail of wind in their wake.

The sudden rush of her companions' wings hit Blooming hard, causing her to lose her balance and fall from the narrow lookout. She tried desperately to flap her wings, but they simply did not respond. A choked scream escaped her throat as she fell at full speed, until the bushes in Celestia's garden partially slowed her descent before her body crashed painfully to the hard marble floor.

The impact left her sprawled out, breathing shakily and covered in sweat, some twigs and leaves tangled in her mane while small scratches peeked through her skin.

She sat up with difficulty and a little dizzy, she looked around frantically, but the Wonderbolts were already out of sight on the horizon.

-"Agh, I'll have to pay the bill at the coffee" - Dash lamented resignedly through the mental link that bound them together.

Shinning Marigold frowned at such a trivial comment given the circumstances. - "Really? That's the least of it now."

"Oh, well yes, too bad that happened to you, Blooming" - Dash rectified - "Though I don't know how to direct you where to go from here, I don't see what you see."

Shinning heaved a heavy sigh, thoughtfully - "There is a way, with the magic horn we gave you you can use a spell for it. But you don't know how yet and we don't have time to teach you now."

The elegant unicorn then turned her contemplative gaze to her brother, who was immersed in writing what seemed to be a letter to his father informing him about everything that had happened and been decided so far

"Hey Aster" - Shinning called out to him in a jovial tone, snapping him out of his trance and breaking his concentration.

Aster looked up from the letter, putting aside the pen to pay full attention to his sister. - "What's wrong, Shinning?" - he asked, with a serene expression.

"What do you say we go for a walk around Canterlot Square for a while? It's been years since we've walked there." - Shinning suggested, with enthusiasm in her voice.

Aster blinked a couple of times, as if the words weren't quite processing in his mind. -"I don't know, Shinning" - he replied hesitantly - "We have a lot of planning to do yet. If you want, you go." - Aster replied, picking up the pen again to continue writing the letter.

"Come on, don't be boring" - Moonflower interjected, getting up from her seat energetically - "I want to get to know this place a little more and get out of the castle for a while. If you don't want to go, I guess we'll be alone and..."
"No wait" - Aster's interruption was almost hurried, putting down the pen with a determined gesture. Dash, with a subtle smile on her lips, knew her strategy was paying off. - "I'll go, as long as you go with me, Moonflower."

Shinning was a little surprised by Dash's cunning in gaining Aster's acceptance, but at the same time she was pleased by her cooperation.

"We'll be right there Blooming, hang in there" - Shining promised her sister, and with that they set off for the garden.

Of course Shinning and Dash would direct their step towards the garden where Blooming was, who, as they passed through the garden, they could see sitting on the ground, removing branches from her hair. Aster was the first to react.

"Rainbow Dash! But what happened to you?" - He rushed over to her to help her. Blooming looked up as she heard the hurried footsteps approaching. A wave of relief washed over her at the sight of Shinning and Moonflower.
"I had a little mishap" - she mentioned, trying to keep her composure.

Moonflower approached and crouched down next to her and with her hoof, she started to remove some twigs still attached to her impostor's rainbow mane - "You should be more careful"

"Thank you for the help" - Rainbow replied. Blooming looked with deep gratitude at Rainbow Dash as she finished attending to her with utmost gentleness. Her eyes reflected the relief she had longed for in the midst of the confusion.

For his part, Aster watched the scene with a mixture of mixed emotions. The two mares were practically identical, but at the same time, opposite sides of the same coin. Identical in appearance, but with drastically contrasting attitudes that made him a little dizzy as he went into detail.

Shining Marigold also struggled to understand Dash's regretful change of attitude. Only moments ago they seemed possessed by bitterness and resentment, with clear intentions of revenge. And now, with the same fierceness, she was rushing to Blooming's rescue without hesitation.

Moonflower began to carefully select some fresh, soft leaves near her and, with dexterity and skill, began to gently clean the scratches and dirt from Rainbow Dash's skin. Each movement was meticulous and precise.

"I recommend you apply cold compresses to the affected areas to reduce swelling and pain. It's also important that you avoid overexertion and allow your body to recover, and don't worry, you've probably had more serious falls" - Moonflower said, her voice reflecting an unexpected calmness.

When Rainbow finished tending to Blooming, she stood up and held out her helmet to Blooming to help her up as well. The princess grimaced slightly as she strained, as if the little accident had left her joints sore.

"Let's go" - she shooed sequentially, and without waiting for an answer Moonflower turned around and started walking towards the castle's exit. Aster followed her at once, like a faithful puppy after its mistress.

Shining Marigold and Blooming, still holding Rainbow's body, froze for a moment, processing what had just happened in front of their eyes. Rainbow Dash's volatile and almost bipolar attitude had them confused.

"She's a bit flighty, don't you think?" - Blooming said to Shinning, her voice almost in a whisper sharing her thoughts - "one moment she was brimming with bitterness and spite, and the next she shows an unwavering devotion to help."
"No doubt, even though she's been a real headache, she hasn't stopped being indifferent to us" - Shinning sighed, her gaze fixed on the figures of Moonflower and Aster who were slowly walking away.

They began to walk to catch up with the other pair, keeping a safe distance.

"Maybe, underneath all that pride and resentment, there's still a part of her that wants to do the right thing, that wants to be a part of this...with us." - Blooming said with a hint of hope in deciphering the contradictory mare.

Shining squinted, considering her sister's words. - "Be that as it may" - Shinning continued - "she's hard to understand, and while we can't deny the hurt and confusion we've caused her, sometimes she just doesn't seem to know what she wants, and I worry that her momentary outbursts will end up hurting our purpose in having found her."

-" True. But if there's a chance to help her" - Blooming mentioned - "to get to that part of her that wants to do good and put aside her grudges against us, I think it's worth a try."

"I guess you're right" - Shinning looked at her - "But we have to be careful. We have a lot to lose. Rainbow Dash can be a powerful ally in saving our kingdom, but she has also shown us that she can be a Trojan horse, with nuances that can be an unpredictable source if we don't handle this carefully."

The conversation hung in the air as they continued walking, their thoughts submerged in a tangle of uncertainty and worry. They watched the figure of Moonflower and Aster ahead of them, their footsteps echoing in the serene silence of the garden.

The seed of uncertainty was beginning to grow little by little in them, questioning if it had really been worth it to place so much trust in Rainbow Dash in such a short time. It was a somewhat impulsive decision, really appearances can be deceiving and it's not wrong, it's happened to all of us, that doesn't necessarily mean they are regretful, however, observing such abrupt changes in the mare's behavior, a nagging doubt nestled in their thoughts:

Were they dealing with the right pony? Could they really trust her, or was there something else beneath her mortality that they had yet to discover? Would they be able to keep her under control if ever her resentment erupted with untamed fury?

Rainbow Dash not only knew too many compromising details, but she had accepted the deal to save the unicorn kingdom despite not getting much in return, Shining Marigold pressed her lips into a thin line as her mind ran through the darkest scenarios, Dash could betray or manipulate them at any moment out of spite or revenge. They had to do something about it to avoid it at all costs.

They had to find a way to make sure.... they had to strengthen ties with Rainbow Dash, getting to know her better was crucial to understand her motivations and reactions, especially in situations that pushed her to the emotional limit. They had to create a friendly relationship strong enough to make her think twice before betraying them at some point.

And to achieve that, they needed to be certain they had the right mare on their side, they needed a bond that would ensure their loyalty forever, they would soon know if Rainbow Dash was truly up to the task of carrying that weight on her shoulders.

Author's Note

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Double Edged Battles

The four ponies exited Celestia's castle and made their way leisurely towards the busy central square of Canterlot. Conversation was steady as they descended the hill, the atmosphere relaxed and enveloped in an expectant calm.

As they entered the square, the scene changed abruptly. As soon as they arrived, a thunderous boom greeted them, shaking the streets with several magical explosions. The skies, previously clear and sunny, filled with smoke and flashes of arcane lights. Explosions went off at different points around the square, sending debris of broken glass and debris into the air. The panicked screams of the ponies echoed everywhere as they fled in all directions, transforming the peaceful, commercial atmosphere into utter chaos.

-"By Celestia! What has happened here? This is terrible!" - Aster exclaimed, his voice tinged with concern and surprise. However, he was unable to finish his sentence before another explosion echoed near them, silencing any further attempts at communication.

Shining, Aster and Rainbow (Blooming) immediately understood that it was a threat aimed directly at them. They quickly put themselves on guard, backing away while assessing the situation with their eyes. A reaction that did not go unnoticed by Moonflower, who dared to ask.

"What's happening Shinning?" - she asked with a tone of ingenuity. The hooded unicorns turned towards them, their horns flashing with menacing magical auras.

One of them, launched a bolt of lightning towards Aster and Shining, who were quick to summon a force field to protect them. Other unicorns began to lash out with their magic in a frenzied attack. Aster and Shinning were doing their best to resist within the magic field.

"What's going on!?" - An anguished Moonflower asked again, her voice rising above the din of the attacks. - "Why are they attacking us?"
"Listen, there's no time for answers now. We need to get them away from Canterlot" - Shining replied hurriedly, her gaze alternating between Moonflower and Blooming, who couldn't do anything due to the fact that she was still playing Rainbow Dash. She needed to find a way to escape.

Suddenly, an unexpected push from behind caused Shining to stumble towards Aster, causing them both to fall to the ground in a whirlwind of confusion. The sudden loss of balance threw them into a state of bewilderment, triggering a domino effect that caused the protective force field to vanish in a flash of magical light. Stunned, Shining watched with wild eyes as Moonflower bravely lunged toward the mysterious attackers, plunging into the confrontation.

In a busy coffee shop near Canterlot's central square, the Wonderbolts were enjoying a seemingly quiet afternoon. The atmosphere was relaxed; the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked desserts filled the air, while laughter and animated conversations echoed through the place.

Suddenly, a deafening explosion shook the windows of the coffee shop, startling everyone present and causing the coffee cups along with the plates to shake. The relaxed atmosphere was instantly shattered, plunging the ponies into a state of alert and panic. The Wonderbolts jumped to their feet, their combat instincts kicking in immediately.

"What was that!" - Rapidfire exclaimed, his eyes wide with unanticipated surprise.

Before anyone could respond, another detonation rocked the building, causing the ponies inside to scream in terror.

-"Everyone, calm down!" - commanded Spitfire in a firm voice, taking control of the situation. - "Wonderbolts! Attack formation, we are being ambushed!"-she announced loudly as the team obeyed.

In a matter of moments, they grouped together and quickly exited the cafeteria, their gazes scanning the area for the source of the rumble. What they saw horrified them.

In the central square, a group of hooded unicorns were throwing lightning bolts and magical explosions at civilians and nearby buildings, causing chaos. Ponies were running in all directions, desperately trying to avoid the attacks, the whole scene was a total mess, with debris and broken glass strewn everywhere.

"Is that Aster, Shining Marigold and Dash?" - Rapidfire pointed out urgently, his voice laden with fear and surprise.

At that instant, the team's gaze met a shocking scene: Rainbow Dash, Shining Marigold and Aster, struggling to protect themselves and coordinate a magical defense, seemed to be cornered in the midst of the growing chaos.

"Is that Moonflower!" - Fleetfoot exclaimed, pointing toward the fierce battle in the sky - "How is that possible, she's taking on those attackers alone!" - Spitfire gritted her teeth with a grave expression, as uncertainty and fear gripped the group
"We can't let her fight alone!" - shouted Spitfire, her eyes burning with determination. - "Fleetfoot, Soarin, with me, Rapidfire, Fire Streak, Misty Fly, to the group attacking the civilians, High Wings and Surprise, evacuate the civilians and secure the perimeter NOW!"

Without hesitation, the Wonderbolts launched themselves into the sky with astonishing accuracy and speed. Spitfire, Fleetfoot and Soarin headed straight for the hooded unicorns Moonflower was battling, while the others maintained the corresponding formation to carry out their assigned task. However, on their way they encountered a group of secondary attackers, skillfully led, intercepted them, slowing their advance with impressive magical abilities they had not seen before.

Dash, still starring as Moonflower, was in a fierce battle against the hooded unicorns. Her pegasus wings beat loudly as she dodged and counterattacked with quick energy bolts. The determination in her gaze did not waver, executing evasive maneuvers at great speed to dodge the lethal magic bolts that brushed past her.

Two of the unicorns, floating in the air thanks to a powerful spell, horns glowing in intense purple auras, prepared a counterattack. One of them launched an energy beam straight towards Moonflower, who, this time, had no time to react and received the impact on her side, throwing her violently against a built-up wall.

" Do you think you can stop us, you arrogant pegasus?" - bellowed one of the hooded figures, their spell-distorted voices echoing laden with malice, though their faces were hidden by hoods.

Moonflower landed determinedly on the rubble, her wings spread in a defiant stance. - "I don't know who you are, but you're mistaken if you think I'll let you attack Canterlot" - she replied in a firm voice, fixing her gaze on the adversaries.

The hooded unicorns exchanged glances, assessing their unsuspecting adversary. One of them, with a mocking laugh, moved dangerously close to the pegasus. - "In that case, it looks like we're going to have to take more drastic measures."

In the blink of an eye, two of the unicorns deployed their magic, creating a glowing magical dome of translucent crystal that encapsulated Moonflower and one of the hooded figures, trapping them in a spellbinding and menacing embrace of energy.

What followed was a fierce exchange of blows, lightning and lunges. Moonflower deployed her dexterity and agility to dodge and counterattack, seeking every crack in her opponent's defense. However, the hooded unicorn was demonstrating formidable resistance, responding with explosive spells and magical blasts.

"What do you want?" - Moonflower exclaimed, her voice echoing with fury as she launched precise attacks towards her enigmatic opponent.

Hearing her opponent's voice, Dash intuited that it was a mare, which was barely taller than her. Although the hood covered her face and the rest of her body, the aura of insolent confidence was noticeable in her words.

"Our plans are much bigger than you can imagine" - sneered the unicorn in response with insolent confidence.

The pegasus lunged again at her opponent, deploying all her speed and strength. The clatter of her hooves against the ground echoed with an intensity that sent ripples of energy through the magical dome. Meanwhile, the mysterious adversary responded with magical discharges and lightning bolts, seeking to undermine Moonflower's resistance and find an opportunity to weaken her.

Inside the magical crystal prison, Moonflower and the hooded unicorn were engaged in a tense duel. The pegasus, panting from exertion, held a defiant gaze towards her enigmatic opponent, her magenta eyes reflecting a torrent of determination and questioning, searching for answers in the hidden face of her adversary.

"Why are you attacking us, what are you looking for with all this!" - Moonflower demanded to know, her eyes burning with anger, she had to know why all this was happening.

The hooded unicorn let out an icy laugh, its echo echoing in the confined space of the magical dome - "Oh, little one, this is just the beginning, a slight demonstration of what we are capable of." - she proclaimed arrogantly.

In a sudden movement, a bolt of magic lightning reached out to graze Moonflower's side, tearing fragments of her uncomfortable attire and revealing a wide swath of cyan fur extending to her wings, though her cutie mark remained hidden beneath the torn fabric.

"A demonstration? For whom?" - Moonflower asked between ragged gasps of pain, holding back the feeling that the burning of her wounds was causing her, but she remained impassive, her mind working quickly on getting answers.

"For those who believe they can change the established order of our realm, the course of our triumphant future" - the hooded figure replied, her voice laden with contempt. - "And that includes you, intruder."
"Intruder? I don't understand, how do I fit into all this?" - Moonflower frowned, perplexed by the baseless accusations.

The hooded unicorn glided with menacing elegance towards Moonflower, her whispering voice laden with subtle venom- "you're the piece that doesn't fit into this puzzle, the one that could disrupt everything"- she declared, her tone revealing a noticeable personal enmity- "you understand, I cannot allow you to stand in the way of my plans...Moonflower."

Immediately, the hooded figure took advantage of the pegasus' moment of distraction to hurl a substantial bolt of lightning that propelled Moonflower against the dome walls. A scream of agony escaped her throat as her body crashed violently against the energy barrier. The pegasus fell to the ground, her suit ripped in several places and revealing burns on her fur.

The unicorn was preparing to launch another blow against Moonflower, who lay on the ground, trying to catch her breath after the intense exchange of attacks. It was then that a sudden rumble shook the dome, shaking its insides and undoing the spell like crystals, falling to fade away.

Through the translucent wall, Moonflower caught a glimpse of several figures hurling themselves at the two hooded unicorns holding the dome up. A weary but relieved smile crossed her lips as her eyelids covered her now unconscious eyes.

The Wonderbolts descended with pinpoint accuracy, interrupting the confrontation between Moonflower and the hooded figure. Spitfire positioned herself determinedly in front of Moonflower, her eyes fixed on the mysterious aggressor.

"Don't you dare take another step!" - Spitfire warned, her voice laden with authority. The hooded unicorn stepped back, assessing the new situation and numerical disadvantage.

Meanwhile, Soarin and Fleetfoot launched themselves at the two unicorns holding the magic dome from the outside. Soarin unloaded a powerful blow with his foreleg towards one of them, while Fleetfoot intercepted the other with a quick spin and a downward kick.

Spitfire took advantage of the confusion to quickly approach the battered Moonflower, quickly examining it for serious injuries - "Moonflower?" - Spitfire asked urgently, quickly assessing the pegasus' condition. She got no response

The hooded unicorn, now without the protection of the dome, looked around. The other attackers were beginning to retreat, outnumbered by the arrival of the Wonderbolts, the royal brothers and the forces of Celestia's Royal Guard. Even some brave citizens had joined the defense.

"This isn't over" - the hooded figure hissed, her voice laden with menace. With a quick flick of her horn, she summoned a teleportation spell.

In a burst of violet energy, the assailants disappeared as suddenly as they had arrived, leaving behind them a devastated square, littered with craters and debris.

"We need medical assistance here, now!" - she shouted urgently, as Soarin and Fleetfoot rushed over to assist. Behind them, the royal brothers, Shinning Marigold and Aster, approached with worried expressions.

In one of the splendid rooms of the castle, quickly converted into a makeshift ward, Moonflower lay inert on a wide bed. The dress, once a mark of casual elegance, now hung from her in rags, stained with dirt and torn in multiple places, small strands of her colorful hair escaped from her elaborate hairstyle, messy witnesses of the fight she defended a few minutes ago, her fur, normally impeccable, was stained with soot and little dried blood that came from small cuts, the feathers of her wings, scorched in some areas, stretched haphazardly at her sides.

The minutes passed with the slowness of a stopped clock, until finally, with a deep sigh, Moonflower began to regain consciousness. Slowly she began to stir slightly, a moan of pain escaping her lips. Immediately, the previously tense atmosphere was interrupted by a general whisper of relief from those present.

The royal unicorn brothers, Shining and Aster, who had stood silently near Moonflower's bed, exchanged a knowing glance before an expression of gratitude and relief flooded their faces.

With a carefully slow movement, Moonflower opened her eyes, blinking against the natural light filtering through the long windows. She tried to sit up, failing in the middle of the process, evidently feeling the aftereffects of her recent confrontation, causing the pain coursing through her body.

Aster, eyes full of uneasiness and mane in disarray, leaned anxiously over Moonflower, almost trembling with fear. - "Moonflower, thank heavens you're awake!" - He said, taking her helmet and hugging it gently.

On the other hand, Shining, with a hilarious mix of feigned anger and genuine relief, couldn't contain herself and rushed over to the pegasus. - "Don't ever do anything like that to me again, do you understand?" - she then gently hugged her. - "I can't tell you how relieved I am that you're okay." - Moonflower smiled at the gesture and made an attempt to reciprocate due to the fatigue running through her body.

Spitfire, noticing the growing agitation around Moonflower, tactfully but firmly intervened - "Your Highnesses, please, let's give her some space, she just woke up" - with this, she gently separated the siblings, who nodded understandingly, though reluctant to let go of Moonflower.

"I'll go get the doctor and Princess Celestia" - Fleetfoot announced quickly, striding out of the room.

Moonflower looked around, letting out a sigh as she tried to take in the confusion enveloping her thoughts. - "What... happened?" - she whispered, her voice barely a reflective murmur as she struggled to piece together the scattered fragments of memory - "How did I get here?" - She turned a puzzled glance toward Spitfire, who was delicately approaching the right side of the bed.

"You were in the middle of the confrontation and were injured, nothing serious, you'll be fine now" - the mare told her in a leisurely tone. It wasn't the first time she had dealt with ponies that had just fainted and she knew that Moonflower was probably still trying to locate her 5 senses.
"But what happened after that, did you manage to catch the people who caused all this?" - Moonflower asked with clear insistence and bewilderment.
"Calm down Moonflower, everyone is safe again now" - replied Spitfire calmly - "Focus on recovering, there will be time for explanations."

Instantly, the doctor made his presence known, entering followed closely by Princess Celestia and Fleetfoot. The white-robed pegasus approached Moonflower, beginning his evaluation carefully. In an act of respect all present turned and made the customary bow to Princess Celestia, who nodded at the gesture but with her gaze fixed on the mare lying on the bed.

"Your Highness" - Spirfire began seriously, rejoining - "We have secured the perimeter of the castle and the city. We have found no trace of the attackers" - she reported with a firm tone.

The princess nodded gratefully - "Thank you all very much" - Celestia replied. "Do we have any clues as to the identity of these assailants?" - She inquired with a worried look.

Spitfire shook her head. - "We don't have any concrete details yet, your highness. However, their magical abilities were... unusual" - she expressed cautiously.

The royal brothers exchanged worried glances. Shining Marigold decided to take a step forward - "Princess, I think we should consider the possibility that this is related to.... our situation, as we are sorry, we didn't want to bring this chaos" - she mentioned, the heads of the wonderbolts quickly turned towards her with surprise and suspicion.

"Your situation? What do you mean?" - Spitfire inquired, arching an eyebrow and squinting with curiosity and puzzlement.

A heavy silence fell over the place, as those present exchanged glances laden with seriousness and distrust. The tense atmosphere was interrupted by the movements of the doctor who approached Moonflower cautiously.

"I need to examine your wounds closely, miss," - the doctor explained calmly, his attention focused on the damaged dress that still covered Moonflower.

Dash immediately understood the suggestion - "Oh, of course" - she mentioned, sitting up briefly to remove that dress that accompanied her during her fight, which was practically stuck to her and not naturally. The sweat and the little dried blood that remained between her body and the dress, made removing it slightly painful.

Shining Marigold, however, stepped up and interposed herself between the doctor and Moonflower, her countenance tense. - "The dress... you can't take it off" - she insisted, exchanging a meaningful glance with Blooming, who, it should be mentioned, was still representing the Rainbow Dash that everyone, physically, knew.

The doctor frowned, confused. - "But this makes my job difficult, princess. I need to make sure there is no internal damage." - He expressed

Moonflowe nodded in agreement - "the doctor is right Shinning, besides, it's just a dress, nothing more" - with that said and with care, Moonflower and the doctor began to remove the dress, taking care to avoid any unnecessary discomfort during the process.

However, before he could reach the mare's flank, Shining approached decisively and stopped the procedure, taking with a quick movement, Moonflower's helmet - "I insist, Moonflower, this is not appropriate at this time" - she excused herself.

"Are you going to start with that again?, none of us here are wearing uncomfortably sophisticated suits" - replied Moonflower, pulling her helmet away from Shinning's, surprising everyone present, who were genuinely stunned, not by the subject of the dispute, but by the tone with which they were talking to each other, especially Moonflower's, which was unusually familiar and different from the one she adopted. - "Besides, I need to get checked out and with this thing on me, I doubt the doctor can..."
"Excuse me for interrupting, but we have no problem retreating so the doctor can properly check Moonflower" - interrupted Spitfire before the tension could escalate, much to Shinning's fortune.

The team nodded and, one by one, they left the room, Princess Celestia following them. Aster not noticing the slightest movement from her sister assumed she was going to stay, so she left behind the rest with a puzzled and confused gesture.

When everyone left the room, a tense silence settled between Moonflower, Shining Marigold and the doctor. The latter, still puzzled by the situation, took a pair of scissors and began to carefully cut the damaged dress, resuming his work. The touch of the tool tensed Moonflower's body.

"Relax, I'll try to be as careful as possible" - muttered the doctor, concentrating on his task, Dash nodded and froze in place.

While the dress was being removed, Moonflower kept a stoic expression, Shining Marigold, for her part, watched with growing anxiety, which Dash noticed and couldn't help but wonder why. The answer didn't take that long.

Finally, the last piece of cloth fell away, revealing cyan fur and the unmistakable cutie mark of a rainbow lightning bolt. The doctor paused instinctively, his eyes moving quickly between the newly revealed cutie mark and the mare's face in front of him. Then, he looked towards the door, remembering the other cyan-furred pegasus he had seen outside, a slight dizziness ran through him, he shook his head as he closed and opened his eyes consecutively, he was perplexed.

This of course, did not go unnoticed- "Doctor, is everything all right?" - Moonflower questioned - "how serious is it?" - Shinning, though silent, her expression reflected anxiety and resignation.

"Rainbow Dash?" - he stammered, backing up a step. - "But... this doesn't make sense" - she muttered, his voice trembling slightly. - "Rainbow Dash is outside with the Wonderbolts. I saw her." - he mentioned still transfixed, looking between the mares and the exit.

Indeed, the branching of the unrecognition spell broke in his mind, allowing him to see the true identity of the mare in front of him.

Rainbow Dash felt her heart racing. - "What are you talking about?" - She asked, trying to remain calm, though her eyes widened in Shinning's direction.

Shining Marigold quickly interjected - "Doctor, please calm down. I know this is confusing, but I assure you everything is under control." - Her voice was firm but non-threatening, seeking to convey urgency without alarming the doctor further - "This is part of a top-level security operation. I need you to check on Rainbow Dash and remain calm. The situation is more complex than it appears."

Rainbow Dash, understanding the gravity of the situation, felt a mixture of alarm and hope. The unrecognition spell was indeed crucially flawed. Dash couldn't help but feel a spark of intrigue and a sense of release at the realization that that which controlled and limited her a few minutes ago, had cracks in it.

The doctor, still visibly disturbed, but somewhat calmed by the words of both, nodded slowly and shook his head- "I... will proceed with the examination." - With that, the doctor began by assessing the bruises and superficial cuts on her sides and paws. Rainbow Dash remained silent a contemplative as she was checked, her gaze alternating between Shining Marigold and the puzzled doctor, her mind racing with the implications of this discovery.

In those moments she glimpsed beyond the immediate chaos, imagining this unexpected twist as more than a mere interruption, it was the possibility of controlling her destiny in a way that had previously been forbidden to her.

The idea of keeping this knowledge as an ace up her sleeve was leading her to explore the shadows of her own morality and face uncomfortable truths for the sisters, for yes, she has learned the hard way to keep her own cards close to her chest and to be prepared for any eventuality that might cross her path, plus, rewinding the facts, it did not take her long to analyze and deduce that, obviously, the sisters were aware of these spell flaws, and that of course, she knew they were unlikely to reveal it to her.

-"You have multiple bruises, but none seem to be severe. Most will heal in a few days with proper treatment" - the doctor suddenly said, as he applied an ointment over the affected areas, breaking the silence. He then moved on to the deeper wounds, looking closely at the burns on his side and chest.

"These burns on your side and chest need more specific care" - the doctor continued. - "I'm going to clean them and apply a special ointment and depending on their condition, they are unlikely to leave any marks on your skin" - The doctor used a sterile solution to clean the burns, then applied the ointment with precision.

Shining Marigold watched with rigorous attention to each and every movement, witnessing the anxiety and fear of moments before fade away, giving way to a clearer and deeper anguish for Dash's health. - "And what of his general condition?" - she asked, her concern evident.

"She is stable, though clearly exhausted." -answered the doctor gravely. - "She will need rest to fully recover and return to her daily life. In addition, I have noticed signs of extreme stress, which is not surprising given recent events."

Once the examination was over, Shining Marigold covered Rainbow with a blanket, her countenance showing a mixture of emotions that Dash could not decipher. Then, she turned to the doctor with a gesture of thanks. - "Thank you for your attention, doctor" - she expressed politely and walked over to hold out her helmet as a gesture of gratitude. The doctor, slightly hesitant, nodded slowly in acceptance.

"I hope I can repay you someday for your help and for keeping this unwitting secret" - Shining murmured, her voice laden with guilt.

The doctor frowned - "What do you mean, your highness?" - he questioned in bewilderment.

Wordlessly, Shinning's horn glowed with soft intensity, enveloping the doctor in a fleeting flash, which hit him subtly as he slumped to the floor of the room, temporarily asleep.

Rainbow Dash sat up with a jolt, awakening some previously appeased aches and pains in her joints. - "What are you doing!" - She exclaimed in alarm.

Shining looked at her with a mixture of guilt and determination. - "It was necessary. Rainbow, you must understand the gravity of the situation and he couldn't have known that" - she explained solemnly, trying to justify an action that inside she knew it wasn't right.

"But was it really necessary?" -Dash questioned angrily, pointing to the sleeping doctor. - "What threat did he pose? He was just doing his job." - she reproached Shinning, voicing her disagreement.
"It's crucial that you understand that, if anyone discovers your true identity or the nature of this spell, the consequences could trigger an unfortunate outcome for both of you, and you don't want to risk that do you?" - she observed her with a raised and serious eyebrow.
"Are you threatening me again?" - Rainbow asked, her eyes narrowed, sensing defiance in her words.
"No, I'm warning you," - Shining replied in a serene but firm voice. - "There are forces at play that you don't fully understand, and we cannot allow your true identity to shine through in this way, no one must find out" - she stated, averting her gaze to the doctor with some heaviness before adding cautiously - "Otherwise, the consequences will fall on whoever discovers the truth, and I doubt you want to risk the memory of other ponies."

Dash followed her gaze - "And what happens when he wakes up?" - She averts her gaze to stare at Shinnig with a scowl.

"The spell will erase the last few minutes of his memory. He'll think he finished examining you without incident." -she replied solemnly as she slowly moved closer to Dash and tucked the blanket over her again, making sure her body was completely covered
"I'll get the others" - Shining announced, heading for the door. Before closing the door, she gave her one last look. - "Get some rest, Rainbow. Important things are coming and you'll need to be prepared."

With those words, Shining left the room, leaving Rainbow Dash alone with her thoughts. The pegasus closed her eyes, feeling the weight of responsibility on her shoulders, aside from the already obvious physical pain from the fight. Both Shinning's and the hooded figure's words haunted her mind.

"What trouble have I gotten myself into?" - She muttered to herself, gazing at the ceiling.

Earlier, she had thought that understanding the limitations of the spell might become an advantage, a resource she could use to her advantage without complications. Now, however, she was faced with the stark reality that this tool was a double-edged sword, capable of hurting as well as protecting.

The prospect of keeping silent and keeping her identity hidden was becoming a heavy burden on her wings. Rainbow Dash sighed deeply, feeling each breath fanning the pain in her bruised ribs, the solitude of the room amplifying the echo of her thoughts, each more disturbing than the last.

-"How can I be loyal when I can't even be myself?" -she asked the air.

Silence was the only thing that answered her, albeit with a cruel indifference, and she hated knowing she was getting used to this one.

The Weight of Invisible Feelings.

Silence echoed in the hallway, as everyone processed what they had just witnessed in the room Moonflower was in. The Wonderbolts huddled together, exchanging looks laden with confusion, immersed in a feeling of deja vu that hung in the air. Off to the side, Princess Celestia stood with unwavering serenity, though a flicker of unease flickered in her eyes, Aster, meanwhile, seemed lost in his own thoughts, his gaze fixed on the closed door.

Fleetfoot was the first to speak, her voice barely a whisper. - "That was... familiarly unusual, don't you think?" - she said, breaking the silence that had settled between them.

Spitfire nodded, her frown denoting concentration. - "Yes, a little" - she replied in a firm but sedate tone.

The group linked with meaning-laden glances as they tried to digest recent events. First, the ambush at Canterlot, the mysterious assault that, upon analyzing the behavior of the royal siblings and Princess Celestia, was not as unexpected as it seemed. Second, Moonflower's health, her surprising prowess in combat and defense no doubt perplexed them; where had that mare come from? And now, this slight but strange altercation with Shining Marigold and her sudden change of attitude. It all seemed to be part of a jigsaw puzzle with the pieces scattered on a bottomless floor.

Soarin interrupted the silence with a throat clearing, drawing the stares of his companions. - "I don't know about you, but there's something about all this that doesn't quite add up" - he expressed, his voice echoing with uncertainty.

Blooming could feel the doubt of the ponies around her, so, even with the skin of the prismatic pegasus, she dared to declare - "I don't understand what you mean, it's Equestria, situations like this are not so unusual" - Her comment caused the incredulous raising of the eyebrows of more than one.

"I highly doubt that a surprise attack on Canterlot by a group of hooded unicorns for no apparent reason is an everyday occurrence" - Thunderlane pointed out, contradicting Dash's words.
"And it's also not usual to find a single mare surviving three enemies in such a naturally brave way, at least, not that specific mare" - Surprise included, making them all rewind to the moment when they could glimpse Moonflower fighting with determination, but with little chance of coming out on her own.
"That refined mare definitely knows how to hide her skills, who would have guessed she could do something like that?" - Misty Fly mentioned, her words echoing down the hallway - "if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I never would have believed it."

At this analysis, Spitfire frowned slightly as she pondered the comments and the facts. - "Her movements, her strategy, her agility... they're so..." - Before she finished her sentence, her gaze suddenly settled on the multicolored mare in front of her, Rainbow Dash.

"...familiar" - Fleetfoot concluded, continuing Spitfire's incomplete sentence and following her gaze. The cyan pegasus visibly tensed, her wings flapping nervously, however, she did not mention a word for her own sake. Silence fell over the group again

Aster, sensing the growing tension, interjected. - "Listen, I know there are many unanswered questions" - he said, his voice calm but firm, choosing his words carefully. - "But I think the most important thing right now is to calm down and prepare for anything. This attack on Canterlot was no coincidence."

He had barely finished speaking when Spitfire, the captain of the Wonderbolts, stepped forward. Her mane, the colors of fire, seemed to almost sizzle with her indignation. Her golden eyes glittered with a mixture of confusion and anger.

"Wasn't that a coincidence?" - she blurted out, her voice laden with accusation. - "You mean you knew this could happen and nothing was done to prevent it?"

Aster recoiled slightly, taken aback by Spitfire's vehemence. - "No, of course that's not what I meant" - he hastened to clarify, raising his hooves in a conciliatory gesture. - "I was just saying that..."

Before he could finish, a gentle but authoritative movement from Princess Celestia interrupted him. The alicorn, majestic in stature and with her ethereal mane billowing softly, addressed the group. Her voice, melodious and serene, filled the hallway.

-"My dear Wonderbolts" - she began, her gaze sweeping over each of those present - "the necessary explanations will be revealed to you shortly. Today's events have revealed that there is more at stake than we initially believed, and it is my duty to acknowledge that you deserve answers now that you are involved."

The princess cast a reassuring glance toward Aster, who nodded gratefully.

At that precise instant, the creak of the door opening drew everyone's attention. Shining Marigold emerged from the room, her face a mask of seriousness. She closed the door behind her, silence once again starring the stage, all eyes turned to her expectantly.

"How is Moonflower?" - Aster asked without thinking, his voice full of genuine concern.

Shining paused, sighing, before answering. - "The doctor said her injuries aren't serious, but she'll need time to recover" - she explained, her voice soft but clear. - "The burns on her side and chest are the most worrisome, but with proper treatment, she should be fine."

A chorus of relieved sighs echoed down the hallway, the tension visibly easing in the shoulders of those present.

"That's a real relief" - Aster mused, his eyes shining with restrained excitement. With purposeful steps, he strode towards the door that guarded Moonflower's peace, eager to see her

Shining Marigold stood erect in front of the carved oak door, her stance firm, almost defensive, as she watched her brother Aster approach with determined steps. - " She needs rest for now Aster" - she said gently, but without giving room for argument. - "Besides I think there are several matters we need to clear up here."

Her words seemed to awaken the group from their trance. With a graceful gesture of her horn, Shining Marigold gestured down the hall, the Wonderbolts nodded in agreement, their expressions a mixture of determination and curiosity.

"A curse? Is that why you're here?" - Spitfire asked, trying to reaffirm in her mind what was related by the two royal siblings, her golden eyes glowing with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty as she tried to process the newly revealed information.

After walking down the corridors to one of the castle's spacious rooms, The Wonderbolts found themselves in a meeting room at the end of the hallway, its walls lined with dark wood and a large oval table in the center, which, had become the scene of a shocking revelation. The silence that followed the revelation was almost tangible.

-"The tour... it wasn't just for entertainment, was it?" - Fleetfoot intuited with narrowed eyes, connecting the large number of dots formed in such a short time.

Princess Shinning Marigold nodded gravely. - "That's right, we needed a way to alert the other kingdoms without causing panic and bring in as much help before we lost everything."

Misty Fly, who had remained silent until now, leaned forward. - "What can we do? We're not unicorns, we don't have magic..."

"But you have influence and have shown good bonding work as a team from what little we've been able to see" - Aster interrupted, his voice steady despite the concern in his eyes. - "And now more than ever, we need unity. The curse speaks of An act of selfless surrender."

Surprise, she let out a nervous laugh, her curly blonde mane barely moving. - "An act of selfless surrender? That doesn't tell us much-how can we use our social influence to that end?"

High Winds, who had been quietly observing, stepped forward. - "And how can we be sure this isn't some kind of . elaborate fake?"

The tension in the room rose noticeably at this question, Shinning was the one who broke it - "I understand your doubts" - she began, her voice serene but charged with authority. - "But I assure you that the threat is real. We have kept this a secret to avoid panic, but with the threats received this afternoon you can be even more certain that it is not some farce" - she ran her gaze over each of the Bolts, who were watching her and listening attentively.

She continued - "Besides, you don't have to worry about solving the riddle of the curse, that's what Moonflower is for, she is aware of all this and she is the key piece to break the spell together with my brother."

Spitfire's eyes widened at this latest revelation. She exchanged quick glances with Fleetfoot and Soarin before speaking.
- "Is that why they were attacking her like that?"

"What do you mean?" - Shining asked, her voice tinged with anguish and her facial muscles tense.

Spitfire began to relate, her tone becoming more serious. - "Most of the attackers were just wreaking havoc around the central square and scaring the ponies. But with her the case seemed to be otherwise. She was cornered and attacked by three of these at the same time, seemingly more powerful than the others, as if it was something more specific against her."

Nodding in agreement, Soarin added - "I concur. If we hadn't arrived, this probably would have ended differently."

Horror flashed across Shining and Aster's faces as they heard these words - "But that doesn't make any sense. There's no way they could possibly know that Moonflower is the one who will deliver the spell thanks to the union with Aster. Only we know that." - Expressed Shining, with a trembling voice showing her bewilderment.

Spitfire, adopting a more analytical stance, continued - "If I may say, the closeness you showed at the gala could not have gone unnoticed. There were many guests, so it's possible that the attackers in your realm got wind of it for that reason."

"So, are you insinuating that the raiders might have a spy or informant among our ranks?" - Aster asked, revealing his concern in every word.

Soarin, with a serious expression added - "Or there is even the possibility that the attackers themselves were present at the event."

The tension in the room was palpable, every word and gesture loaded with meaning as everyone processed the implications of these revelations. Shining Marigold, visibly disturbed, brought a helmet to her forehead, her eyes closed in concentration.

"If what they are suggesting is true..." - she whispered, her gaze riveted to the ground, her words barely a low whisper that echoed with an eerie solemnity. - "then the situation is even more serious than we thought." - Suddenly, she looked up, her eyes meeting Dash's, not only the figure present, but the essence behind the form, her sister, with whom she shared a connection laden with meaning and concern that transcended the obvious, whom she knew better than the mare to whom that body belonged. Blooming held her gaze with equal intensity and unease.

Celestia took a deep breath, breaking the tense silence and claiming the attention of everyone in the room. - "It is clear that we must intensify our vigilance and work together to expose any hidden threats that might be among all of us" - she proclaimed authoritatively, her voice ringing with a determination that infused the room with encouragement and earnestness.

The members of the Wonderbolts exchanged glances charged with complicity and mutual understanding. Despite the doubts clouding their thoughts, they were all aware of the urgency of the situation and the need to unite in a collective effort.

"We need your support and backing, Wonderbolts, not only for your combat prowess as an aerial defense squadron, but also for your ability to inspire and unite" - Celestia stressed, emphasizing the importance of their collaboration.

Spitfire rose from her chair with her characteristic bearing - "You can count on us, Your Highness. The Wonderbolts are at your disposal." - she mentioned, her gaze full of resolve and commitment.

Between sighs of relief and gestures of thanks, Aster and Shining Marigold exchanged a look laden with meaning. - "We feel sincerely grateful," - Aster expressed gratefully. - "Your endorsement represents a valuable strength for us and our kingdom."

"What is our next step? We need a concrete plan." - Fleetfoot asked, moving slightly forward.

Aster took the floor, his brow furrowing slightly. - "The first thing is to ensure Moonflower's safety. If our enemies have identified her as a key player, it's likely they'll try to attack her again."

Spitfire straightened up - "Then so be it. We will protect Moonflower and continue with the tour, hoping that you can break the curse as soon as possible."

Celestia, with a thoughtful gesture, suggested - "Under the circumstances, I think it would be prudent to move up the tour start date."

Shining Marigold nodded in agreement. - "Makes sense. The sooner we start, the sooner we can seek help and solutions. Besides, a sudden change in plans might disconcert our enemies."

"I agree" - Aster expressed himself firmly - " We could present it publicly as a response to the recent attack, thus justifying the modification."

Spitfire, after noting the team's positive reaction, nodded. - " We will be ready to leave whenever necessary, Your Highnesses."

"Thank you for your understanding and support," - Aster said, his voice ringing with gratitude. - "Please, I urge you to take a moment to rest and regain your strength. It's time for lunch."

The Wonderbolts nodded in thanks before retiring. Celestia took her leave with a nod, mentioning that she had urgent business to attend to. her commanding presence gradually fading from the room.

Aster and Shining Marigold stood up with renewed determination, purpose shining in their eyes as they walked out of the conference room in the direction of the castle dining room, behind the team of pegasus. They arrived at the brightly lit dining room, where the sun's rays danced on the elegantly arranged tables, creating a cozy, peaceful atmosphere that contrasted with the tense atmosphere they had left behind.

Aster turned to his sister, before they fully entered, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I think it would be appropriate to bring Moonflower lunch." - Aster suggested gently, conveying a sense of care and concern in his voice.

Shining Marigold nodded, understanding the importance of that gesture in both practical and emotional terms. With a serene smile, she headed toward the kitchen to pick up the lunch prepared for Moonflower. The dining room was bustling with the sound of utensils and the murmur of conversation, but the two siblings barely paused to greet the servants and pick up a tray with a hot meal.

The walk through the halls was marked by reverent silence, each step echoing with the seriousness of the moment in the direction of the room where Moonflower rested. Passing through the windows, Aster and Shining barely noticed the beauty of the gardens outside, their minds occupied with recent events and Moonflower's well-being.

Entering the room, Aster and Shining Marigold found Moonflower, resting under a blanket up to her neck on her back, just as Shining remembers leaving her, immersed in peaceful repose. The tranquility of her sleeping countenance brought a gleam of relief to Shining Marigold's eyes as she rested peacefully.

Inwardly, Shinning was grateful that the doctor was gone. When she left the room she had momentarily forgotten him and hadn't realized it until now that they entered.

Concern flashed in Aster's eyes as he advanced with careful steps, showing a mixture of anguish and affection for the brave wounded pegasus. He deposited the tray gently on the small table next to the bed, the light sound of silverware causing Moonflower to stir slightly.

The slow blinks of the cyan mare's eyes opened cautiously, adjusting to the light flooding the room.

"Hey" - Aster whispered tenderly, a warm smile lighting up his face. - "How are you feeling?"

Moonflower tried to sit up with effort, letting out a grunt of pain - "I feel like a buffalo stampede ran over me" - she replied with a slight grimace of pain, her characteristic sarcasm intact despite the circumstances. Shinning brought a hoof to her forehead at the remark, but preferred to leave the mare in peace.

Aster rushed to assist her, placing a hoof gently on her back to help her upright. - "Be careful, don't strain yourself. The doctor recommended rest," - he warned gently.

"Bah, I've been in worse situations" - Moonflower said proudly, though she didn't refuse the help.

However, a hint of intrigue peeked in Aster's expression. - "Really?" - he questioned in surprise - "How is that?" - He asked cocking his head to one side, doubtful.

Shinning throat cleared - "I don't think she wants to talk about it Aster" - with that, she took the tray between her hooves and placed the tablet with the lunch in front of Moonflower. - "We brought you lunch" - she informed, taking care to make sure she was fed properly.

Moonflower watched her and smiled, running her gaze over both unicorns - "Thank you both."

Aster smiled, relieved to see Moonflower conscious and speaking with her characteristic wit. - "You must eat to regain your strength" - Aster urged, settling in beside her with the firm intention of looking after her.

"Exactly Aster" - mentioned Shinning approaching his brother - "And so do we" - Aster knew what his sister was referring to, but he simply didn't want to separate from Moonflower now that he could be with her after what happened.
"You go Shinnning, I'll stay with her" - Aster said, soft-spoken but determined to give Moonflower support at that crucial moment.

She wasn't going to accept that answer, but somehow she understood her brother's subtle need to stay by Moonflower's side, even though she was afraid to trust Dash seeing the state she's in. - "All right, Aster. But I won't let you skip your lunch by staying here. I'll send the guards to bring you food" - Aster smiled complacently.

-"Thank you, Shining," Aster replied, his gaze returning to Moonflower. Shining made his way towards the exit, but not before directing a glance at Dash, seeking to convey in them the message of urgency and warning that his current state implied, he didn't want to alter her brother's memory. Without further ado she withdrew, closing the door behind her.

Moonflower attempted to adjust her position, manifesting a slight wince in the process. Immediately, Aster leaned forward with determination to assist her. - "Let me help you" - he expressed gently, wrapping his hooves around her to provide support and support. For a moment, their gazes met, and they both fell silent.

Moonflower's reaction interrupted the moment, her nervous laughter breaking the stillness. - "I'll wait until they bring your lunch to start" - she commented, looking for a funny way out of the situation, awkward at least for her perspective.

"Oh no, that's not necessary" - Aster quickly rejected the idea - "You need it more than I do" - he replied kindly, insisting that Moonflower start her meal.
"Okay, thank you" - she said and without waiting too long she lifted the tray to start eating. The truth had mentioned that 1. because she felt trapped and uncomfortable with Aster's closeness, again. And 2. out of politeness, since she was starving.

Aster, seeking to connect beyond the obvious, initiated a conversation to lighten the atmosphere. - "You are extraordinarily brave, Moonflower. I have no words to thank you for what you have done" - he expressed with admiration in his voice, wanting to convey his respect and appreciation for the mare's act of defending them.

A faint smile graced Moonflower's lips in response. - "I just acted like any pegasus would do in my place" - she commented between mouthfuls of food, acknowledging the compliment.

"You know you're not just any pegasus to me" - Aster stated sincerely, bringing his hoof closer to take hers in a gesture of closeness.

A shiver ran through Moonflower at the contact, becoming momentarily speechless at Aster's gesture, her emotions fluttering within her as she assimilated how to reciprocate. After a moment of tense silence, she finally managed to articulate her thoughts. She felt a tingling in her stomach that had nothing to do with hunger. She swallowed the morsel in her mouth, searching for the right words.

"I... thank you, Aster" - she finally said, her voice soft and slow. - "I simply did what I felt was right."

Aster shook his head, maintaining the intensity of his gaze. - "You did more than that, you stood up to them without thinking, defending your own with great courage. I didn't know you were capable of something like that."

Unable to help but feel uncomfortable at the praise, Moonflower averted her gaze to her tray of food. - "Well I just... I couldn't stand to do nothing" - she mumbled, taking another bite of food.

-"I'm definitely convinced that you're the right pony," Aster affirmed, with palpable conviction in his eyes.

Without expecting it, she choked on the food she was digesting. In the middle of the conversation, a knock at the door interrupted the intimate moment, a guard announced himself and entered, bringing Aster's lunch. He rose to receive it and then returned to his place beside Moonflower, placing the tray beside the bed as she recovered from the choking.

"Indicated?" - She said suddenly, unsure, her mind speaking aloud.

Aster smiled, seemingly oblivious to Moonflower's discomfort. - "Yeah, you know, to break the curse" - he said with a serene tone as he began to eat.

"Oh" - was the only thing that came out of her, what other answer could she expect after all, she already knew that information. She took a sip of water and continued eating.
"The curse speaks of an act of selfless giving and loyal bonding," - Aster explained. - "Your bravery, your loyalty...these are exactly the qualities we need."

Moonflower sat up a little straighter, momentarily forgetting the pain - "But how can you be so sure? I mean, you hardly know me?" - she questioned with genuine curiosity, she wanted to know Aster's point of view to this whole mess.

Aster looked at her with piercing intensity - "But we have enough time for me to get to know you perfectly. Our connection from the beginning, the way you fit perfectly into all of this..." - He instinctively took the hoof again from the mare who continued to stare at him

"don't you believe in destiny?" - he mentioned, pressing her hoof lightly. It was clear he was waiting for an answer

Moonflower frowned, visibly uncomfortable with the direction the conversation was taking. - "You mean we should get married or something?" - She replied with another question, trying to deflect the topic.

Aster blushed slightly before nodding slowly, though his tone denoted some hesitation. - "Well, traditionally, yes, I think that's the idea I think everyone's come up with, but I don't want you to feel pressured. It's just..."

"The idea that I think everyone has come up with?" - Moonflower interrupted with a tone of suspicion and indignation. - "Everyone who? I thought this was a secret between your sisters, you and me" - Aster could sense a brief tinge of indignation in her tone. He worried that she was upset at his lack of consideration in not telling her that the Wonderbolts were aware of the situation, even though it was actually Celestia who got them involved.

He swallowed thickly - "Well, the Wonderbolts are now aware of the situation. We needed their help to..."

"The Wonderbolts?" - Moonflower exclaimed, sitting up abruptly and wincing in the process - "Did they tell you about the curse? About me?"

Aster found himself rather surprised by her reaction - "hey relax, I thought you trusted them?"

Moonflower closed her eyes, breathing deeply with a shortage of patience. - "But what was the need to tell them about how I fit into all this?" - Moonflower mentioned in a complaining tone, demonstrating her disagreement, Her voice projected in a high pitch Aster was unfamiliar with and admittedly pained.

"Moonflower, calm down please, listen," - Aster said, his voice firm but conciliatory. - "The Wonderbolts are our closest allies. We knew we could trust them to keep this a secret and to protect you, especially you after the attack." - At the hard look Moonflower was giving him, he preferred to avert his gaze and continue - "I didn't think it would bother you so much."
"And it didn't occur to you or your sister that I might want to have a say in this? Why, coincidentally when I wasn't present, would you happen to tell the Wonderbolts?" - her eyes flashing with a mixture of fury - "They've barely known them a few days and expect the subject to be kept discreet" - her eyes rolling as her hooves crossed with disagreement.

The silence that followed was heavy. Aster could feel the tension in the air, the pain and frustration emanating from Moonflower in almost tangible waves.
- "Moonflower..." - he began softly - "you're right, I should have consulted you first. I didn't consider how this might affect you." - she said slowly, aware that every word might worsen the mare's unfamiliar strong temper.

There was a moment of silence as Moonflower processed her words. She wasn't going to lie, she didn't even try to disguise her annoyance, and yes, she knew that Aster most likely hadn't even realized what this implied, but Shinning and Blooming did. Her gaze relaxed and softened noticeably at this analysis.

Finally she spoke - "Sorry for putting myself out there like that, but I need you to understand something if you want this to work" - she said drawing Aster's full attention - "if I'm going to be a part of this, I need to be an active participant, not a modifiable piece on the board of you and your sisters." - Aster could sense a tone of resentment in her, he needed to fix it, he hated seeing her like this.

Aster nodded vigorously. - "Of course. I promise you that, from now on, every decision will be made together" - He dared to move a little closer, extending his helmet towards her in a gesture of peace.

Moonflower seemed to relax a little at these words. She looked at Aster's outstretched hoof for a moment, before meeting his gaze - "Thank you" - she finally said, taking his hoof, an action that cheered the steed visibly.

"Moonflower, I want you to know that, regardless of the curse or any prophecy..." - he paused momentarily to select the best words, the bedded mare merely watching him curiously - "I respect you for who you are. Your bravery, your loyalty, your determination... those are qualities that define you, and most of all" - he pulled the mare's hoof closer to his chest. - "That I love about you."

Moonflower was silent for a few moments as the natural blush painted her cheeks, her gaze alternating between Aster's eyes and her hoof pressed against the stallion's chest. Her expression, initially filled with distrust, gradually softened and a small smile peeked over her lips- "I appreciate your words, Aster" - she said in a more relaxed facet - "sorry about a few minutes ago" - her gaze straying for a moment before meeting his again.

Aster nodded understandingly, his hoof gently caressing Moonflower's.

The sun was slowly creeping toward the horizon, tinting the sky with shades of gold and pink that heralded the slow flight of dusk as the doors to the room swung wide open. Shining Marigold and, to Dash's surprise, Blooming Rose in her own body, burst purposefully into the room, their faces marked by an unsettling mix of concern and seriousness. Moonflower twitched imperceptibly on the bed, her gaze suspicious but not surprised at the sudden entrance of the royal sisters.

Cautious but determined, she awaited the words that would come from the lips of Shinning and Blooming, the tension in her chest intensifying, a sense of unease and anticipation hugging her wounds with a heavily invisible cloak.

Author's Note

Hello everyone please forgive me for not having updated soon the truth is that I was a little busy with work and study however I plan to upload chapter 16 along with chapter 17 at the same time right now I am working on chapter 17 so I really hope you have a lot of patience I thank you very much for all the attention and love you have given to this story I hope to continue giving you that you deserve in all your time to read it so see you soon.

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The Descent into the Inconceivable

"Sorry to interrupt" - Blooming said, her voice soft, but with a hint of urgency. She approached the bed where Moonflower rested. - "I heard what happened and couldn't wait until tomorrow. We wanted to see how you were doing, Moonflower." - Her eyes scanning every detail of the multicolored mare.

Dash's muscles tensed under the sheets as she replied, trying to keep her tone neutral - "I'm feeling better now. You were not to bother." - Each word was laden with barely contained sarcasm, with little eagerness for the sisters to be there, feigning normalcy. She's not stupid, they had heard it all through her elaborate spells, Dash knew it wasn't a casual visit,

"we're glad to hear it" - Shinning mentioned - "Aster, could you give us a moment alone and take the dishes to the kitchen please" - she asked without wasting time on formalities, her tone authoritative without hesitation, Aster nodded silently and Moonflower just rolled her eyes in annoyance, of course it wasn't casual
"Sure Shinning" - with this, he took both plates with his magic and approached Moonflower again - "I'll see you later" - without further ado he gave her a quick warm kiss on the forehead and departed for the exit, leaving the colorful mare wide-eyed, totally stunned at the steed's sudden gesture. The warmth of his lips lingered on Dash's skin, adding confusion to her already turbulent emotional state.

Once outside, Shinning resumed her speech, cutting through the air with the sharp tone of her intentions - "We know you understand why we're here, Rainbow Dash." - ¨So they want to start fast¨ Dash thought to herself, anticipating what was coming next.

"Well, I'm glad you know" - she replied defiantly. She felt her blood boiling. - "that way we'll save a lot of time arguing" - She slowly sat up, ignoring the pain that still pulsed through her body. Her eyes, normally lively, now shone with a mixture of decision.
"Relax, if you think we came here to argue, then you're very wrong"- Blooming interjected, her voice soft but firm, receiving a snort in response from the multicolored mare-"we just wanted to know what was all that about with Aster?"
"What was that all about?" - Dash repeated in the same tone, meeting the royal sisters' gaze.

The sisters looked at each other and then back at Dash - "yeah, what was that all about?" - replied Shinning

"I'm asking to you" - mentioned Dash, turning her body towards them, Her multicolored mane fell messily over her shoulders as she faced the royal sisters.
"I think you're misunderstanding" - said Shinning shaking her head - "we mean..."
"I understood perfectly well" - She stood up completely, ignoring the twinges of pain that coursed through her body. - "you know very well what you did, Now not only do I have to deal with this expectation of being the one who will help save your kingdom under Moonflower's face" - Her voice rose, echoing with restrained frustration. With careful and slowly dangerous steps she approached the unicorns
"but I also have my entire team watching me like complete strangers, waiting for me to fulfill some sort of destiny bestowed upon me and worse" - she continued, her voice bouncing rigorously off the walls of the room - "now that they know, they will help me achieve it, because you don't need to tell me, I know that their response to your call was positive."

Shining stepped forward, her posture rigid and defensive. - "well yes, we need all the help we can get, Rainbow." - Shinning emphasized earnestly - "The Wonderbolts are not just your team, they are the best flyers in Equestria. Their protection and skill is invaluable."

"Exactly Dash, we require their knowledge and skill on our side. You could have died if it weren't for them" - agreed Blooming, positioning herself close to her sister.
"I know and I don't dislike it" - Dash stressed firmly before continuing - "but seriously was it absolutely necessary to reveal everything to them?" - Her eyes burning with indignation - "about Aster and I? Wasn't it enough just to mention the curse to them?"
"I don't see what your problem is with that, they would eventually find out about your crucial role in all this, Rainbow Dash." - Blooming said, trying to defuse the moment with a voice that countered the tense atmosphere.
"And that's why, along with Princess Celestia's order, we decided to be as necessarily transparent from the beginning" - explained Shinning - "And before you say it, no, Princess Celestia doesn't know that you are Dash, that yes only the three of us know" - She hurried to clarify before the cyan mare snatched again.

Dash moved towards them, ignoring the pain that shot through her body with each step. Her voice trembled with pent-up emotion that threatened to boil over.

"What if it doesn't work out? What if I'm not the one after all? Have you thought about that?" - The questions came out in rapid succession, each one laden with anxiety and doubt. - "They'll all have expectations of me, expectations I may not be able to meet" - Her look was noticeably troubled, as if the weight of the world was on her shoulders. - "And I know you are desperate to get help and to free your own, but we had a deal. If you don't trust me, that's on you for choosing me, but stop tying me to your life by involving mine because that's not how I work."

Shining maintained her stance, her voice echoing in the room with an authority that could not be ignored. - "We understand your frustration, Rainbow, but you must understand that the situation is critical. With each passing day, our kingdom suffers. We need reliable allies, who can help and protect us." - She closed her eyes for a moment, searching for the right words - "besides if we didn't trust you we wouldn't let you have control of Moonflower."

"At the cost of my autonomy?" - Dash replied, her voice rising again. - "You're making decisions for me without considering the consequences to my life, to my career, to everything I've built." - Each word was a cry of desperation for the control she felt slipping from her hooves. Her voice cracked briefly, the fear of losing her identity and her dreams tightening her heart like a noose
"I need to breathe"-She said abruptly, determination and pleading intertwined in her tone, as her footsteps hurried toward the exit of the room.
"You can't go out in your condition, besides you're going to be recognized Dash" - Shinning warned, her voice tinged with genuine concern, interposing herself between the exit and the mare.

Rainbow growled - "Are you sure I don't?" - She asked, though deep down she didn't want an answer. Without waiting any longer, she turned to a large cupboard in front of the bed, yanking it open. Her eyes frantically roamed the contents. Finally, she grabbed the first thing she found: a simple beige robe, which she hastily put on, it was a bit big and draining on her, but she fastened it with a knot around her side.

She approached the door, feeling twinges of pain that disturbed her veins with every step. But before she could leave, Blooming stood in her way, her face marked by a mixture of concern and determination. - "You're going to put yourself at risk, you still need to recover" - she said trying to stop her.

"I don't care about that anymore" - Dash replied firmly. She pushed Blooming away with a sharp movement, making her collide with Shinning, and walked out into the hallway, her body protesting loudly, demanding that she stay and rest, but her pride and unbreakable will wouldn't let her hear.
"Agh, it can't be true!" - Shining exclaimed, exasperation evident in her tone as she followed Dash along with Blooming out of the room into the hallway. Worry filled her gaze, each step she took after her a reminder of how out of control the situation had gotten.

With lunch concluded, the Wonderbolts began to disperse, some heading for their rooms, as was the case of High Wings accompanied by Surprise and Rainbow Dash, who preferred to go alone to her distant Suit, claiming to be too tired to stay and chat. No one protested at her decision; her incredibly quiet and serious demeanor during lunch had made it clear that she was not in a mood conducive to anyone's company. Her friends' concern was reflected in their looks, but they respected her space.

Meanwhile, Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot decided to take a stroll towards the area where their rooms were located. With no definite plan other than to walk and chat, carrying a rhythmic conversation along the way. Suddenly, a nearby noise interrupted their chatter, a commotion was foreign.

Intrigued, the three exchanged quick glances, a silent understanding passing between them. Cautiously, they approached the source of the noise, sheltering behind a column that offered them an undetected angle of vision. What they saw left them dumbfounded: the unicorn princesses were engaged in a heated argument with Moonflower.

They watched the scene attentively, not knowing exactly what the discussion was about. The princesses seemed exasperated, they were following Moonflower with energetic gestures and serious countenances, they seemed to be fighting against an invisible current, trying to make their message heard. Meanwhile, Moonflower maintained a firm posture, her expression determined and angry, although her walk showed no apparent direction.

-"For the last time, come back here," - said Blooming, her voice firm, but with a hint of pleading. Royal authority was intertwined with genuine concern.

Moonflower stopped abruptly, turning to face the sisters. Her eyes flashed with a fierce intensity, her multicolored mane fluttering with the sudden movement and her neck claiming her in pain from the subdued motion. - "For the last time, no" - she retorted, each word laden with disgust and resolve. - "Leave me alone."

Shining took a step forward, approaching the little mare with a rigid posture - "You're making me do it the hard way" - she mentioned, hoping that statement would arouse some reason in Dash.

She had no desire to resort to the body control spell, aware of the physical pain she might inflict on the mare if she did so - "Your health is at stake, and there is much more at stake here than your pride and stubbornness."

Moonflower stepped back, her wings instinctively spreading - "Don't you dare" - she warned, her voice echoing down the corridor with a mixture of defiance and fear - "You only care about my health for the sake of convenience. This is about more than my pride. This is about my life, my identity, did you ever think about how I feel, what this means to me?"

Blooming tried to get closer to her, her tone loud but not shouting next to Dash's - "Do you wonder? You don't even trust us" - she looked away, letting out a bitter laugh that reflected her irony. - "And you're already going to talk about consideration, with how resentful and sarcastic you've been all this time with us."

"Please, you have been no different with me" - Moonflower advanced with determination towards them, closing the space even more and increasing the tension - "What you did shows me that there is no trust on your part either, and now you come to threaten me under your benefit. No, not with me!"

In a swift and fluid movement despite her condition, she approached in quick strides towards one of the overlooking walls that surrounded the open corridors of the hallway and soared into it, ready to take flight and escape from those walls that caged her in.

"What are you doing, stop!!!" - Blooming shouted in an urgent voice, her horn glowing with magic, preparing to intervene, as did Shinning's.
"You're being irrational and we're not going to let you put yourself at risk" - said Shinning, looking for a way to reconcile with her - "come back right now" - her tone was caring but authoritative

Moonfower took a slight step back, her hoof brushing the edge of the wall. Reluctance at the idea of returning burst her sisters' patience.

"I swear that if you take one more step you will regret it" - Shinning mentioned tired of the situation with the pegasus, her horn flared with more dexterity, ready to take control at the slightest movement of the stubborn mare.

A dense silence followed Shinning's words, a duel of wills was the only noise present in their minds. Finally, Moonflower sighed and closed her eyes, relaxing her expression as she closed her wings at her sides. The tension in the sisters' horns and defiant countenances eased at the pegasus' apparent surrender.

But, as we well know, peace could not last long between the three of them, and without warning, Moonfower leaned back, dropping backwards from the overlooking wall. Time seemed to slow as her body descended, robe billowing in the air, her wings still closed.

"No!" - Blooming and Shining shouted in unison, running toward the wall and leaning out of it, their horns glowing brightly as they tried to conjure a levitation spell. But the mare, even in her weakened state, was fast.

A few feet from the ground, her wings unfurled with an audible snap. With a grace that defied her condition, spinning through the air, transforming her fall into an upward flight. She soared quickly, leaving the princesses gaping, hooves stretched out uselessly towards her, as they watched her disappear into the horizon, her figure growing smaller against the evening sky.

The princesses, overcoming their initial shock, exchanged a meaning-laden glance. They knew the situation had escalated to a critical point.

Shining, still with magic crackling in her horn, took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. -"We must follow her. We can't let her run away like this."-The weight of her responsibility was pushing her to act.

She turned with determination, a glint of resolve in her eyes as she took a step forward. Before she could give action to her intentions, Blooming stopped her by the shoulder, her voice tinged with frustration and concern

"We must give her space. Chasing her will only make things worse." - she placed her hoof on her sister's shoulder, her horn muffling as she let out a shaky sigh. - "We're only pushing her further away."

Shining, though initially determined to act, was forced to consider her sister's words. She nodded slowly, though the tension in her jaw revealed her internal disagreement. "But we can't leave her all alone. It's too dangerous, she's in no condition to maneuver or be that high up." - Tears were beginning to gather at the edge of her eyes.

Blooming encircled her in a reassuring hug - "she'll be fine" - with reciprocated support they both looked in the direction by which the multicolored mare had escaped from them.

The reaction of the three recognizable Bolts to the scene they had just witnessed was indescribable. They watched in awe and concern, but also with a hint of confusion and perhaps distrust at the lack of context that would allow them to understand the discussion from their perspective. Fleetfoot held back a gasp, her wings quivering with the desire to intervene as the mare fell off the wall. Soarin, usually unconcerned, frowned and kept his mouth ajar, his eyes following Moonflower's every movement with attention and wonder. For her part, Spitfire maintained an indecipherable expression that reflected the amalgamation of emotions that gripped her, previously said and yet to be said. Her mind working at full speed to process what they had just witnessed.

Fleetfoot was the first to react as she caught a glimpse of where the mare's figure disappeared. - "Come on!" - she whispered urgently to her companions as she pulled herself upright. - "She won't stay airborne long in that state."

Spitfire and Soarin exchanged worried glances, aware that the situation could get worse in an instant.

-"We have to reach her before she gets hurt," - Spitfire declared with determination. Without further words, the three pegasus took to the air, following the colorful trail that marked Moonflower's path in the sky. Urgency and determination were reflected in their movements, as they followed her cautiously.

Rainbow Dash, still wrapped in Moonflower's costume, soared through the skies with breakneck speed, determined to distance herself not only from the princesses, but also from the flood of emotions that gripped her. The icy wind whipped at her face, wiping away the tears of frustration forming in her eyes with her helmet. Each flutter was a reminder of the physical pain that gripped her; her body protested, tired and worn, as exhaustion threatened to bring her down at any moment.

"Why now?" - She muttered between her teeth, her voice a whisper drowned out by the wind. She scanned the horizon for a safe haven, a place where she could drop the mask of the mare she had become. Her eyes fell on a lone cloud, large and fluffy, floating in the distance.

With a final effort, Moonflower headed for the cloud, landing with less grace than she would have wished. She dropped onto the smooth, cool surface, her breath hitching and her body trembling from the effort. The cloud enveloped her, almost like a comforting, safe embrace.

For a few moments, only the murmur of the wind and her agitated breathing broke the silence. However, the frustration and anger she had been holding back began to bubble up like psychophonies, like a volcano about to erupt. the stars seemed to begin to emerge and spin in a frenzied dance as memories and voices assaulted her sanity.

-I can't take it anymore! -she cried out, her voice echoing in the loneliness of the sky. The echo of her despair was lost in the vastness, unheard by anyone, as if her words were only a whisper in the vast darkness as she thrashed the cloud like a filly throwing a tantrum, as if she could vent her pain in that ethereal contact.

"(...) Intruder" - whispered the wind suddenly, causing Moonflower, still lying on her stomach, to perk up her ears.

"Yeah, you know, to break the curse" - She sat up with a jolt, heart pounding in her chest. what had that been?

The cloud under her hooves seemed to grow denser, as if it wanted to engulf her. Moonflower shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts, but the voices persisted.

"And you're already going to talk about consideration, with how resentful and sarcastic you've been all this time with us"

A shiver ran down her back, the now night sky seemed to close in on her, the stars now forming indecipherable patterns as they moved around her opposing her natural movement.

"What's going on?" - Moonflower asked aloud, rising from the base of the cloud, now standing on her hooves. Frantically watching as her surroundings began to shrink her space.

"That's enough Rainbow Dash! This has gone too far already."

The cloud began to ripple under her hooves, as if responding to her emotional turbulence, no longer embracing her but drowning her, and, like a vacuum cleaner, a hole began to suck through the middle of the cloud, which no longer even had a familiar shape. Moonflower quickly moved away from the middle, walking backwards as she watched in sheer horror.

"What if it doesn't work, what if I'm not the one after all? (...)" - The voice came from her left side, sharp and piercing. She turned, but saw nothing. Only emptiness.

"if anyone discovers your true identity or the nature of this spell, the consequences could trigger an unfortunate outcome for both of us" - This time, the voice came from her right. She turned around suddenly but again found herself alone.

"Please, Luna, wake me up from this nightmare" - pleaded Moonflower aloud, searching the sky for the moon and stars. But there was no sky, no darkness, no light. There was nothing. Only an abyss that swallowed her voice.

"I hope I can repay you someday for your help and for keeping this involuntary secret."

Each sentence was like a blow, making her breathing become more erratic. The wind around her disappeared along with her physical pain; she didn't feel, she didn't see, she just walked backwards, or what she thought was backwards. It was as if her body was selling her senses and her reason to those manipulative memories at an exaggeratedly cheap price.

"Moonflower is a refined lady, Dash. Quite the opposite of you."

The hole that was sucking in the cloud began to grow visibly larger, its edges deceptively blurry. She had to run if she didn't want to fall. But where to? Confusion enveloped her, and panic was beginning to take hold.

"besides if we didn't trust you we wouldn't let you have control of Moonflower."

The cloud vanished beneath her legs, and the emptiness that surrounded her seemed to want to devour her. The cloud was crumbling, and the truth she had tried to elude manifested itself with brutal clarity: she could not run away from herself.

As she ran hopelessly, her hooves suddenly encountered a flat, glassy surface: a mirror. She stopped dead in her tracks, realizing that she was trapped in a cube made of mirrors. Six faces reflected her distress, but four versions of Moonflower stared back at her.

In front of her was the first Moonflower, the one who had started it all. Her purple dress, adorned with gold accents, draped gracefully over her figure. The flowers in her wavy hair, half pinned back with precision, gave her an air of sophistication. Posture erect on those golden heels that tortured her hooves, her face was millimetrically made up, from her pink lips to her mocking eyes. Yes, she was mocking her.

On the right side of the cube, the second Moonflower, the one who announced the tour, was portrayed in the short dark blue dress, decorated with silver trimmings, contrasted with her look of disapproval and contempt.

"You have to be like her, if we want this to work."

On the left side of the cube, the third Moonflower was quite the opposite. Her dark blue dress was destroyed, torn and burned. Her wings were spasming, and her hair was a dust-covered mess, as was her face, which reflected uneasiness and physical exhaustion. It was the version of the second Moonflower, but after the battle, this one looked at her with regret and confusion.

Finally, at the back of the cube, was the fourth Moonflower, her current state. No fancy costumes, no makeup, just a robe that did not fit her. The wounds properly treated for her speedy recovery were a reminder of her fragility. Her look reflected anger and frustration, nothing more.

At this point, Rainbow Dash resigned herself to struggle to understand what she was witnessing. Madness seemed to have taken over what sanity she thought she had left, but that didn't mean she wanted to stay there forever. Each reflection confronted her with a part of herself that she had ignored in her commentary, she knew she had to find a way out.

The silence was broken when the first Moonflower, the one in the purple dress, spoke in Shinning's honeyed voice-"(...)what do you intend to accomplish with your unconscionable acting, Dash?"

The aforementioned one blinked in astonishment, ¨it can always get worse right? ¨ she thought. She took a step back, bumping into the fourth Moonflower.

"I swear if you take one more step you're going to regret it" - added this fourth one disdainfully and hitting the mirror, which made Dash jerk away.
"Please stop" - she mentioned with a noticeable desperation in her voice.

The second Moonflower was the one who answered him - "oh, but why?" - a wide, horrible grin spread across her face - "don't you believe in destiny?" - Now with Aster's voice, it seemed that every voice revoked from the memory took on the voice of the one who said it, further torturing her ears and mocking her reason.

The third Moonflower, looking disheveled after the battle, looked at her with false compassion - "you're the piece that doesn't fit in this puzzle, the one that could disrupt everything!"

"Enough!" - Dash shouted, her hooves pounding the mirrored floor. - "You're not real!"

The four mares burst into cruel guffaws, the fourth Moonflower continued - "I'm definitely convinced that you're the right pony!"

The four Moonflowers began to speak in unison, their voices mingling in a disturbing chorus. Dash felt her heart pounding, the pressure in her chest becoming unbearable.

Dash closed her eyes, trying to block out the voices, but the sound was deafening - "Shut up!" - she shouted, banging the mirror under her hooves. - "Shut up, all of you!"

Despair washed over her, and each guffaw echoed like an echo of her own insecurity. She felt trapped in a maze of reflections, where each version of herself confronted her with moments she didn't want to accept.

The Moonflowers laughed in unison, the sound reverberating in the mirror cube like an echo of her own mental confinement. The laughter intensified, becoming a macabre chorus that filled the space, to the point where they didn't even seem real.

The mirror began to crack under the force of her blows, fissures spreading like veins about to burst.

Dash hit the ground harder, desperate to escape. - "Let me out!" - she shouted, her voice echoing with a mixture of fear.

"You'll understand, I can't let you get in the way of my plans...Moonflower."- said all 4 at the same time.

With one last desperate blow, Dash shattered the mirror under her hooves. The sound of the glass shattering filled the air, a burst of freedom that echoed in his soul. And suddenly, the mirror cube vanished, as if it had never existed on the planes of reality.

Dash felt her body fall into the void, the wind whistling in her ears, a muffled scream accompanying her. The voices and laughter of the Moonflowers faded, replaced by the roar of the air around her as she fell towards the distant ground, no longer so distant....

Reality hit her hard: she was really falling. It was no longer a nightmare, but a terrifying descent to certain death. Panic seized her, a rush of adrenaline that made her feel the gravity of her situation. She tried to spread her wings, an instinctive act of pegasus survival, but they did not respond to her call for help, they did not work, leaving her with no other alternative, snatching in an unrealized act, her hope.

¨No, this was not her fault, had she provoked it?, she had not right?, could she have sensed that something like this was likely to happen that day, of course not, or had she, but how?¨

With every inch she descended, Dash felt the life drain from her hooves. The sky above her was rapidly receding, becoming an impossibly high ceiling. Below, the ground approached with torturous slowness, as if she was reveling in the agony of her fall with longing and hunger.

¨So far away but so close...¨

The cold of the abyss seeped into her bones, chilling her to the depths of her being. Her muscles contracted in a spasm of helplessness, while her tears were dried by the wind.

¨What had she gotten herself into?¨

In the midst of that lonely descent, Dash faced the cruel reality of her insignificance, the brutal truth of her mortality despite all she had accomplished in her short life. There was no turning back now, she could not save herself, no matter how hard she tried, she simply could not avoid meeting the end of her infinite fall. Only the dark and merciless abyss, waiting to welcome her and tuck her in before taking her to sleep on its cold and eternal maw, with the sole purpose of erasing her existence as a mere speck of dust on the sandy ground and commemorating her memory to those who would never know what she had known, but what she had done.

Author's Note

ooooh I can't believe it, I'm back at last. It's been hard days and getting back to writing after these days has freed me up a lot.

I literally cried writing and reading this chapter, you don't know how excited I am that you enjoy it, just as I enjoy your comments, which I adore and keep in the deepest part of my inspiration to give the best of me in the development of this story.

I love you all very much and I trust you will like what's coming.

:heart:

The Embrace of the Heartbeats

The night had spread out like a velvet blanket dotted with stars that twinkled softly, offering a spectacle of serenity and beauty. Peace seemed to reign in every corner, a calm that invited the inhabitants of heaven to rest and rejuvenate.

Night had fallen over Equestria like a velvet blanket, dotted with stars that shone with an almost unearthly intensity as they twinkled softly. The moon, a perfect silver disk, bathed the landscape in its ethereal light, softening the contours of the distant mountains and silvering the treetops of the Everfree Forest.

In the sky, clouds floated lazily, forming whimsical figures that seemed to come alive in the lunar light. The air was cool, with a light breeze whispering through the clouds, carrying with it the gentle scent of the night flora, permeating the atmosphere with an almost tangible stillness, broken only by the occasional hoot of an owl or the rustle of the wind through the leaves.

It was the kind of night that invited contemplation, a night in which the problems of the day seemed to fade away, carried by the night breeze to distant and forgotten corners of the homes of those who beg for the day to end to finally go to rest and prepare for the start of a new day.

However, the apparent calm hid a more turbulent reality, sometimes, the silence of the night can be deceptive, hiding the mental screams and whispers of disturbed souls who only want to escape from reality through their dreams, without expecting them to end up being nightmares. Tonight was no different

High above, three figures were urgently streaking across the sky, their silhouettes silhouetted against the moonlight. The Wonderbolts, known for their skill and bravery, now flew with palpable desperation, their eyes scanning every cloud, every shadow or noise that would give them a clue to the multicolored mare.

They had lost sight of Moonflower at some point in their flight, a brief moment of distraction after the heated argument they had witnessed in the castle corridors. Now, that moment of carelessness could have devastating consequences if they didn't find her soon.

The wind whistled in their ears as they flew, carrying with it whispers of worry and fear. Where was she? What had happened in those brief minutes when they lost sight of her? Would they find her in time? It was clear she had lost control of herself, silent screams cried out for help Could they help her?

Suddenly, under the blanket of the starry night, the calm was abruptly broken by piercing screams that pierced the air like sharp daggers, cutting through the tranquility that enveloped the scene

-" There!" - Spitfire exclaimed, her eyes sharp and showing a strained countenance, she pointed with impetus toward a lone cloud in the gloom, where a figure was moving erratically, as if to flee from the invisible cloak that shrouded the voice her sanity.

With cautious pace and racing hearts, they approached to contemplate the heartbreaking spectacle in the wake of the rapture. Moonflower, in the midst of a frenzied rampage, was furiously pounding the cloud beneath her hooves. The incoherent screams of the wretched figure came in bursts, mingling with the whisper of the night wind, creating a Dantesque symphony that chilled the blood in the veins of those intrepid spectators.

Fleetfoot, frowning in a gesture of deep concern, muttered in a halting voice - " She's really scaring me" - her two companions agreed, looking at the multicolored mare mournfully.

In a flash of tragedy that seemed to freeze time, Moonflower executed a final furious kick at the cloud that vanished beneath her hooves, plunging her into an abyss of no return. Quickly, her screams plummeted into terror, echoing into the night like an empty wail. Stunned, the three Wonderbolts watched in horror as the mare fell into the void, her body unresponsive to their signals to move. She was frozen, limp, like a rag doll.

"Moonflower!"-shouted the three Wonderbolts in unison, called out in anguish.

In an act of instinctive bravery, Soarin didn't hesitate for a second and launched himself into a sharp descent. The wind whistled in his ears as he accelerated and approached Moonflower, closer and closer, but descending at a breakneck pace, falling at an alarming rate. His mind calculated distances and speeds with the precision that only years of training could provide.

Moonflower's mane waved wildly and uncontrollably, her eyes sealed in a gesture of resignation, her body lying in terrified silence. In the midst of the crisis, a fleeting, involuntary memory about Rainbow Dash crossed Soarin's mind, but was quickly pushed aside. There was no room for distractions at that crucial moment where Moonflower's life depended on one more flap of his wings.

Every second counted. The ground was fast approaching, and Soarin put all his being into reaching Moonflower in time. Just meters from the ground, he managed to catch her body just before they hit the ground, his hooves closing around her, feeling the warmth of her body against his. With a precise turn, he changed their trajectory, his wings fighting the force of gravity against his flying speed and the speed of the mare's fall, lifting her back into the safety of a nearby cloud.

The ground brushed past their tails as they soared again, Soarin's heart pounding and cold sweat trickling down his forehead. He could even feel Moonflower begin to react in his hooves, her body tensing slightly.

Moonflower opened her eyes slowly, blinking several times in a row, as if emerging from a deep trance, blinking several times to adjust to the sudden change in direction her body had taken. Her eyes met Soarin's, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still for him. There was something in that look that transcended the superficial, a mixture of vulnerability and strength that shook Soarin to the core.

"Soarin...?" - She whispered, her voice barely audible over the wind, confusion danced in her magenta gaze, like shadows struggling to come to light.

A shiver ran down Soarin's spine. There was something about the way Moonflower had said his name, a familiar sound, yet charged with a strange, unnerving melancholy that left him uneasy, that defied logic.

Dash, still trapped in confusion and residual fear from her recent fall, clung to Soarin with palpable desperation. She buried her face in his chest, inhaling deeply the steed's distinctive scent, a scent she didn't know she missed until that moment. The familiarity of his scent, the warmth of his body and the firmness of his muscles enveloped her in a blanket of security, a refuge that contrasted sharply with the helplessness she felt at that moment.

"I... I thought that..." -she sobbed, her voice choked against Soarin's chest, unable to complete the sentence. - "Thank you..."

For Dash, the stark reality of what had almost happened hit her with devastating force. She had been so close to death, so on the brink of losing everything, of losing everyone. The most terrifying thing was that she had faced it in an identity that was not her own, at least not entirely. For brief moments, she forgot that her body was, to others, Moonflower's, and she reacted instinctively like the Rainbow Dash she had always been and simply clung to her savior, who, unbeknownst to her, was returning the favor of when she had once saved him from a fall.

Relief and fear mingled inside her, unleashing an emotional storm she couldn't contain What was happening to her? Had madness claimed her in such a short time? Was she really so emotionally fragile that she had lost control so soon? She wondered who she was now, and why she no longer resembled the Dash she had been only a few days ago.

Soarin felt Moonflower's body shudder against his, her choked sobs echoing in the silence of the air. A surge of protectiveness swept over him, and, almost instinctively, he tightened her embrace, offering silent comfort as they ascended toward the cloud where Spitfire and Fleetfoot awaited them. He inhaled deeply, taking his time to fly carefully, keeping a gentle pace that would allow the mare to calm down.

-"Calm down, Moonflower, you're safe now" - he said softly, tasting the name on his tongue, reminding himself who the mare in her hooves really was. Hearing that name, Moonflower lifted her head, as if those words could anchor her in reality.

What?, it wasn't his fault, it was unavoidable to relate. The vulnerability in Moonflower's voice was an echo of Dash's in her most helpless moments. Perhaps she had had many such instants, like any pony, but her temper and pride had limited his opportunities to witness a few.

But whatever, his rational mind insisted that it was impossible. This mare was not Dash, despite the eerie similarity in her physique, in certain mannerisms and outbursts that he was only beginning to understand. The only thing clear was that Moonflower needed help, and urgently it seemed.

Rainbow Dash, for her part, felt a surge of familiar emotions. The feel of those strong, secure hooves around her, the warmth of Soarin's body against hers, and, most of all, those green eyes that forced her to look away before they hypnotized her. The call of her new name sent a pang through her chest, but also a deep gratitude to him, for being there, for saving her, for offering her comfort even though, to him, Moonflower was practically a stranger.

As they approached the cloud where Spitfire and Fleetfoot waited, Soarin noticed that Moonflower was beginning to calm down. Her sobs had slowed to less agitated breaths, and her grip, though still firm, was no longer desperate. It was a sign that, little by little, the internal storm that had shaken her was beginning to subside.

Finally, when they landed on the cloud, Soarin placed Moonflower gently, making sure she was stable before pulling back a bit to give her space. Fleetfoot and Spitfire immediately approached, their worried expressions turning to relief that they were safe.

-"Are you all right Moonflower? What was that all about?" - asked Spitfire, her tone mixing concern and slight reprimand.

Moonflower slowly sat up, her body trembling slightly from exertion and pent up emotion. Her hooves sank gently into the cloud.

"I... I don't know what happened" - she whispered, her voice cracked and barely audible over the soft murmur of the night wind. - "I didn't realize I was so close to the edge."
"Actually you weren't, you were the one who caused the fall and... Ouch!" - Fleetfoot was abruptly interrupted by a nudge from Spitfire, which, though laden with sincerity and candor, felt like a scolding for her unsteadiness and recklessness.

Slowly, Moonflower ducked her head, her mane falling like a protective curtain, hiding a look replete with shame, how could she lose herself like that?

The silence became palpable, the wind, as if sensing the gravity of the moment, seemed to hold its breath, rushing through the clouds. The Wonderbolts exchange looks laden with concern and confusion, searching each other's eyes for some clue as to how to proceed without pushing Moonflower too hard.

Feeling trapped under the weight of their stares, Moonflower mustered the courage to look up. Her eyes, moist and shining in the moonlight, slowly scanned the faces of the three Wonderbolts. In each of them she saw concern and confusion. Dash couldn't help but think that, if they knew who she really was, they would surely also view her with pity and disappointment. She wouldn't blame them if they did; in fact, she'd be okay with it.

-" I..." - she began, her voice cracking like a twig under too much pressure. - "you really don't know how sorry I am..." - The words seemed to escape her like a pained sigh. Her voice was clipped, choked by a sob she struggled to contain.

Instinctively, she covered her face with her wing, hiding not only the tears that were beginning to flow freely over Moonflower's face, but also Rainbow Dash's wounded pride. The shame of having lost control and disappointment of not being herself enveloped her. Not only because of the spell, not only because of the sisters, but because she could no longer differentiate her actions and personality even in her moments of loneliness.

The three Wonderbolts, moved by a compassion that transcended their confusion, approached almost imperceptibly. Every gasp of Moonflower's breath, every tremor of her body resonated in the hearts of those present, awakening in them a mixture of empathy and a deep desire to understand and help her.

And, with a gentleness that contrasted with their usual rudeness, the three of them extended a wing or hoof, placing it gently on Moonflower's trembling back. Her tears flowed unrestrained now, but they were no longer just of shame or despair; there was a cathartic relief in them, an outpouring that released more than she would normally dare to show.

"sorry" - she said between sobs, her voice muffled against her wing. - "forgive me, I didn't mean for this to happen" - Her apology was infused with heartbreaking honesty.
"hey it's okay"- Soarin murmured, his voice barely a whisper in the stillness of the night. - "It's okay to not be okay sometimes."

Those simple words seemed to break a dam inside Moonflower. ¨He always seems to have the right words¨ Dash thought to herself.

She automatically leaned over and hugged them tightly. The close support of her three friends was like a shield protecting her true self, even when they didn't know it was her, they were there for her, it was incredible.

Slowly, Moonflower's sobs began to calm down. Her breathing, once erratic and ragged, found a steadier rhythm, as if the collective embrace restored her calm. When she finally raised her head, her eyes were red and puffy, but in them shone a spark that eclipsed the previous embarrassment, replacing them with gratitude, and perhaps a glimmer of hope. Noticing this sign, the Wonderbolts broke away from the embrace, observing his more serene countenance.

"Thank you" - she said softly, her voice hoarse from crying, but firm. - "I don't know what I did to deserve your kindness and understanding, but...thank you."

Fleetfoot offered her a warm smile. - "You don't have to thank us, Moonflower. This is what friends do."

The word "friends" resonated in Moonflower's heart, and inside her, Rainbow Dash felt a bittersweet mix of joy and nostalgia. For a moment, the barriers between her two identities seemed to blur, and a spark of her former self shone in her eyes.

"Thank you" - she finally said, her voice louder and clearer, as if each syllable shed a little more of the burden she carried, "I really appreciate it."

Spitfire, noticing the subtle change in Moonflower's expression, decided to approach the situation carefully. - "Moonflower"-she said, her voice mixing concern and gentle authority-"can you tell us what exactly happened? What led you to.... that situation in the cloud?"

Moonflower took a deep breath, her eyes roaming over the faces of the three Wonderbolts. She paused a moment longer on Soarin, finding in his gaze the strength she needed.

"I..."-she began, her voice barely a whisper. She cleared her throat, searching for the firmness that seemed to elude her. "I've been dealing with a lot lately. More than I thought I could handle."

Fleetfoot took the word cautiously, each syllable carefully measured - "Does it have to do with what happened in the hallway with...?"

Spitfire interrupted her with a warning look. - "Fleetfoot!" - She said in a low but firm voice, her expression remained grave.

The question dropped like a bombshell in Moonflower's mind. Her eyes widened, a mixture of alarm and confusion crossing her face. - "What do you mean, you were there, what did you really hear?" - She asked, her voice tinged with barely contained panic, every word echoing with anguish.

Her face was significantly alarmed, that explained why they were present when she fell from the cloud, but, still, she could feel her heart pounding. Her mind worked at full speed, trying to rewind to the words spoken in the midst of her discussion with the sisters, seeking to make sure how to proceed now. A part of her calmed slightly; if they really knew the truth, they would have approached her from the start and wouldn't be asking her these questions, right?

Spitfire noticed the growing tension in the atmosphere as Moonflower processed the information. - "Moonflower, we only heard bits and pieces of the discussion, not the details, so calm down" - she said in a serene voice, trying to calm the mare down in order to inspire her confidence.

Soarin, noticing Moonflower's internal struggle, gently interjected. - "We're not here to judge you, Moonflower. We just want to understand and help if we can" - His tone was a balm, a reminder that she was not alone.

Moonflower sighed, grateful for the pegasus' understanding. She took a moment to gather and collect her thoughts before continuing, she felt the weight of the situation on her shoulders. - "What happened in the hallway..." - she began, her voice now firmer - "just another of the several discussions I've had with Shinning and Blooming" - she took a seat in her place on the cloud, prompting her three companions to do the same, forming a circle of trust.

Fleetfoot tilted her head, curious-" "Sorry to ask, but if you don't mind us saying, do you two argue all the time?"

"Don't worry, I don't mind. And, well, let's just say that lately we do"-she confessed, remembering the altercations that had erupted since all this madness started.
"Lately, how long have you two known each other?" - Soarin asked, intrigued by the complexity of the situation.
"Oh not too long. Although it might sound like I said it as if we've known each other all our lives, the reality is that we met minutes before the gala" - she suddenly replied. The disbelief on the Wonderbolts' faces was palpable. She realized her mistake too late "Damn," she thought, her mind working at full speed to find a way to explain her slip up.

Fleetfoot, unable to contain her astonishment, interjected - "But... that was only a day ago. And yet you seem to have a rather... complicated relationship with the princesses and a close one with Prince Aster."

"It must have been quite an intense encounter to forge such a connection so quickly." - Spitfire mentioned - "and more so considering you're going to be the one to help solve their kingdom's curse, as we understood this afternoon."
"Argh of course, now you know" - complained the pegasus with low humor without further ado - "And yes, let's just say that... the circumstances of our meeting were rather unusual and unfortunate" - she said this last unwillingly and in a lower tone, though they caught up to hear it.

Fleetfoot, trying to connect more with Moonflower, asked softly. - "And before you met the royal family, did you have any kind of preparation for this kind of situation? What do you do for a living or where are you from?" - she tilted her head, intrigued - "I don't want you to feel like we're interrogating you, but you have to understand that the way it all happened sounds.... quite extraordinary" - said Fleetfoot trying to appease her questions.

Moonflower found herself in a challenging situation and her mind was working at full speed to come up with a story that would get her out of trouble. A sense of panic briefly came over her, but with determination she decided to keep her composure.

"Oh, I... I come from Cloudsdale though most of my life has been spent in Canterlot." - she improvised, in a voice that tried to be firm despite her hesitation - "And truth be told I've never experienced a situation similar to this before since I'm dedicated to...." - Moonflower averted her gaze and shifted uncomfortably, searching for a plausible explanation - "being a tutor for defense training and air guard" - she explained very quickly, weaving Moonflower's life between a web of alterations and half-truths, constructing an altered version of her past.

As she spun her delusion, her mind drifted back to distant memories of her childhood. Her father, a respected royal guard, one of the best she dared to say, and her mother, a professional who practiced in the medical area of the castle in Canterlot, at times, working as a caretaker in the nursery for foals and fillies protected due to situations of abuse or neglect. The pieces of the puzzle fell into place in her mind, creating a story that contained glimmers of truth intertwined with the lies necessary to keep her identity hidden.

So in a way what she said was true, and it is "in a way" because the time she lived in Canterlot was not such a long period of her life and of course the profession she indicated does not really exist, it was actually "tutoring in spells of shields for defense of unicorn foals", where she had witnessed and learned about the magic that involved fundamental (and apparently basic) spells for the life of a unicorn, especially for those who since very young have lived very complex situations to understand and cope alone, like those foals she had seen practicing at the nursery where sometimes her mother worked.

The three Wonderbolts exchanged glances, clearly intrigued by this new information. Moonflower felt the weight of their stares, curiosity, confusion and surprise evident in their expressions. Inside her, Rainbow Dash struggled with the desire to tell them everything, to confide in her friends. But the memory of her mission, of the possible consequences, kept her on guard.

-"Very interesting Moonflower, that explains your flying and combat skills," - commented Spitfire. - "But I still don't understand how you went from being just another guest to being involved in royal matters" - her sharp gaze evaluating every word.

Fleetfoot nodded in agreement to Spit, but couldn't help but ask- "How can they be sure that someone who, a few days ago was nothing more than a stranger, can help them save their kingdom from a rather complex curse? Did you do or say anything that would make them think you might be the one for this?"

Moonflower exhaled deeply, her gaze fixed on the cloudy ground, as if searching for answers among the clouds. The Wonderbolts were silent, giving her the space she needed to gather her thoughts.

"It's... complicated, I don't even know the answer exactly" - she began, choosing each word carefully. - "But, that's precisely why the discussion was-" Her voice trembled at first, but gained strength with each word that followed.
"What exactly do you mean?" -Soarin asked, leaning forward, his interest evident.

Moonflower hesitated for a moment, feeling the weight of her own uncertainty, but then continued - "It's just, sometimes I feel like the weight of what's expected of me is... overwhelming, and worse when I can't be sure they're sure about my role in all this" - she mentioned, remembering her earlier discomfort, the feeling of being her own intruder - "I feel like they don't fully trust me for this mission and that they fear I might take advantage of them as soon as I get the chance."

The sincerity in her voice echoed in the air, and the Wonderbolts exchanged glances, understanding the burden she carried. Spitfire was sympathetic, prompting her to follow and better understand her reasons - "It must be hard to carry that uncertainty" - she said wanting the mare to dig deeper - "your role sounds like a huge responsibility for someone who has just entered their lives."

"Exactly!"- exclaimed Moonflower - "And the worst thing is that they make decisions that directly affect me without even consulting me, like, for example, telling you about the situation in the unicorn kingdom and asking you for support. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind that you now know, but..."
"But you feel left out of simple but important decisions?" - Soarin interrupted gently, his tone sympathetic.

Moonflower nodded at the steed's interruption, feeling relieved that they were on the same page. - "Yes, it bothers me that they didn't consult me or even warn me that they planned to tell you" - she continued, feeling the words she had kept silent begin to flow, giving her the air that flight, on this occasion, could not provide her with

"And it's been that way since we met. Apparently, they only have me in mind for what's in their best interest, without thinking about how it makes me feel to be sidelined on things they think or want to think I don't care about. And yes, I do care about them, at least enough to recognize that I deserve to have a voice too." - Moonflower finally finished.

The Wonderbolts exchanged glances again, sensing that there was much more behind those words than Moonflower was willing to reveal. The helplessness and indignation in her voice was evident.

Fleetfoot leaned forward, his expression curious and sympathetic. - "We understand your frustration Moonflower, but have you tried talking to them about how you feel, just as you are doing now with us?"

The blue pegasus shook her head hesitantly. - "Honestly, not at all" - she confessed - "since, in most cases, we ended up arguing as you could notice."

"Well yes, but, it's also important to try to see things from their perspective" - Soarin mentioned - "just imagine the stress of seeing your home, your loved ones, under the terror of a curse they still don't understand. They are probably acting from a place of fear and desperation, although sometimes impulsivity can play against them".
"That must be very hard and we recognize that the matter is delicate" - Fleetfoot interjected sympathetically - "but that doesn't mean they treat Moonflower as just a tool" - Moonflower felt something loosen in her chest.
"you know, I think you should try talking to them one more time. This time, without discussion, just expressing how you feel and listening to them too." - Spitfire added in a more relaxed posture- "Communication is key in any team. And now, whether you like it or not, you're part of a team with them."

Moonflower sighed, but a small smile formed on her lips. - "Thanks, I guess they're right. It's just... there's so much at stake and I'm afraid that, if I make a mistake, or I'm not the right pony, it'll all fall apart and it'll be too late to fix it."

"Well, whatever it is, remember you don't have to face it alone. Even the best flyers need a support team from time to time." - Soarin added with a tiny smile.
"Exactly" - confirmed Spitfire. - "And from what we've seen, you're an amazing pegasus, Moonflower. You have the strength to handle this, you just need to learn to communicate better with them."

Moonflower felt a surge of gratitude at those words. For a moment, Moonflower's mask slipped, and Rainbow Dash's characteristic determination shone in her eyes. - "Thank you again," - she said, her voice louder and clearer. - "I really appreciate it. More than I can express."

The Wonderbolts nodded, recognizing the sincerity in Moonflower's words, though numerous unanswered unknowns still lingered.

For a moment, Rainbow felt as if she were in Moonflower's body and not Moonflower in Dash's body, she felt nostalgia and renewed determination. Rainbow Dash, in the back of her mind, felt comforted by the words and support of her friends.

-"Moonflower, we appreciate you sharing all this with us, but there is something that still troubles me" - Spitfire expressed, pausing meaningfully as her amber eyes rested on the blue pegasus' injured wings. She noticed a slight tremor in one of Moonflower's wings, betraying a silent pain that she was trying to hide.

Moonflower tensed visibly, her eyes following Spitfire's, straying to her injured wings. An attempt to move one of them was interrupted by a grimace of pain crossing her face. - "I'm fine, really" - she stated with determination, fighting the instinct to show weakness in front of the Bolts, even though her numb body reminded her of the fragility of her condition.

All three rolled their eyes. - "Please, you're in no condition to fly," - Fleetfoot declared with a frown, standing up and spreading his own wings. - "You definitely need rest, so don't be stubborn. You know it would be best to take you back to the castle." - Moonflower opened her mouth to protest, but shut it immediately, the determined expressions of the Wonderbolts made it clear that they were determined to see to her well-being. Deep down, Rainbow Dash knew they were right.

"I... guess you're right," Moonflower finally admitted in a barely audible whisper, resigning herself to the evidence. The three Wonderbolts smiled triumphantly, as she rolled her eyes, though she couldn't stop a nostalgic smile from escaping her lips.

Fleetfoot slowly approached Moonflower - "Soarin might as well charge back to the castle" - she suggested gently - "We're not far away, and there's no point in forcing yourself now. Besides, we're here to help you, not to let you hurt yourself more."- she proposed matter-of-factly - "If you agree, of course" - she added, looking at Moonflower.

The proposal was met with a reflexive pause from Moonflower, whose eyes sought Soarin's reassuring gaze. Which, of course, he gave her

-There's no problem for me, so don't worry. I'll be careful" -he added, his calm and serene tone resonating with a confidence that seemed capable of dispelling any doubts. "So him" thought Dash.

Moonflower inhaled deeply - "It's okay" - she finally said, nodding with a hint of resignation in her voice - "Thank you indeed. I appreciate the help."

Soarin approached her with a gentle expression in soft steps. He positioned himself next to Moonflower, bowing slightly to facilitate the process- "Come on, I'll help you up"- he offered with a kind smile.

Without the need for additional words, Soarin gently bent down, allowing Moonflower to carefully settle on her back. She placed her front paws around his neck, seeking to maintain some distance, though closeness was inevitable in that gesture of mutual aid. Fleetfoot and Spitfire approached Moonflower and gently helped her settle onto Soarin's back, making sure she was comfortable and safe before setting off back to the castle.

"Are you comfortable?" - Soarin asked, turning his head slightly to look at her. His green eyes shone with concern and something else, something Moonflower dared not name. The warmth of the scene and the attention to detail showed the deep care and respect they had for Moonflower.

-"Yes, thank you," - she replied, struggling to keep her voice steady. Her hooves instinctively clung to Soarin's shoulders, with slow movements, she settled into his back, feeling the firm support of his wings, the way his body adjusted to hold her carefully.

Spitfire and Fleetfoot exchanged a look, a mixture of concern and something that looked like amusement dancing in their eyes. - "Well, then" - Spitfire said, spreading her wings - "let's head back to the castle" - Spitfire declared with determination, majestically unfurling her wings in preparation for the flight back to the castle. - "Soarin, be careful of the air currents, you know how they start to get at this hour."

Soarin nodded, his wings opening slowly, careful not to disturb his passenger. As Soarin flapped his wings, she instinctively clung to his neck, feeling the strength of his muscles under the soft fur. The wind played with her fur, caressing her skin and her senses, enveloping her in a sense of freedom, and for a moment, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to enjoy the sensation of flying without the effort of doing it herself.

The sky was a deep dark blue, dotted with stars that were beginning to shine brightly. Clouds, like soft cotton pillows, drifted below them, and the fresh air brought with it the scent of grass and night flowers blooming in the castle garden. As they ascended, the murmur of the city faded, leaving only the sound of the wind whistling around them.

In the air, Spitfire led the way, his wings slicing through the air with grace and precision. Fleetfoot, just behind, kept a watchful eye, her eyes scanning the darkness for any sign, just in case. Soarin, in the center, felt light, despite the extra weight on his back. While Moonflower found herself fighting the urge to bury her face in Soarin's mane as she knew he liked Rainbow Dash to do, but at that moment she wasn't her.

As they approached the castle, its imposing towers rising on the horizon, Moonflower felt a mixture of relief and apprehension. Soon she would have to face the reality of her situation again, but for now, in this brief moment suspended in mid-air, she allowed herself to feel the warmth of the safety and security Soarin offered her.

"I think we're close" - Soarin mentioned to her, his voice barely audible over the whistling wind - "How are you feeling?"
"Better than I expected," - Moonflower replied quickly with great honesty, honesty that the steed did not expect and that she did not perceive. He shook his head, as if processing the revelation, and continued on with the flight, keeping his focus on the road ahead.

As they flew, Soarin's gentle sway and comforting warmth began to envelop Moonflower, like a warm blanket on a cold night, unknowingly affecting her. Her eyelids became heavy, and her grip around Soarin's neck loosened slightly. The accumulated fatigue, along with emotional stress, finally caught up with her, dragging her into a state of relaxation she had silently longed for.

Slowly, her head bowed, resting gently against Soarin's mane. He tensed at the contact, a tingle running down his back. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to relax completely, her breathing becoming slow and deep. The steady rhythm of Soarin's flight cradled her like a serene melody, and before she could resist, sleep claimed her, taking her to a peaceful haven to Luna's kingdom.

It was several minutes before the Wonderbolts noticed the change. Soarin was the first to notice, feeling Moonflower's limp weight against his back, her soft snores muffled by the wind and the fluttering. He turned his head to watch her; the soft sound of her breathing and the way she snuggled against his neck filled him with unexpected tenderness. In that instant, he realized that she had fallen asleep, and an involuntary smile broke out on his face.

He paused-"Girls"-he uttered loud enough for Spitfire and Fleetfoot to hear, but without waking his passenger-"I'm fear she has fallen asleep."

Spitfire looked back, an expression of surprise mixed with resignation crossing her face. - "She must be exhausted," - She commented quietly.

Fleetfoot let out a soft chuckle, carefully approaching his companion, as did Spitfire. - "You know, I'm surprised she didn't do it sooner, with everything that's happened today." - Her gaze softened as she looked at Moonflower.

"But now we have a problem. We don't know where her room is," - Spitfire stated, frowning, - "I highly doubt it's where we left it when we came back from the fight in the small town square. You saw it had nothing on it, and it was unexpectedly accommodated so she could be taken care of."

Fleetfoot nodded, frowning slightly. - "You're right, should we wake her up?"

Soarin hesitated for a moment, feeling Moonflower's calm breathing against his neck. - "I'd hate to have to do it, but we need to know where to leave her."

With a resigned sigh, Fleetfoot approached carefully. Delicately, he placed a hoof on Moonflower's shoulder, rocking her gently. - "Moonflower" - she called softly - " Hey we need you to tell us where your room is."

Moonflower stirred slightly, her eyes opening heavily. Still half asleep, she looked around in confusion. - "Hm? What...?" - her voice still trailing the weight of sleep.

"Your room, Moonflower" - Spitfire repeated in a firm but patient tone - "Can you tell us where it is?"

In her drowsy state, Moonflower's mind intertwined with Rainbow Dash's. Without really thinking about the implications, she lifted her head and scanned the high castle walls, looking for the area where her room was located and, with a hoof, pointed towards a specific section of the castle, where she remembered being taken by the royal sisters a night ago.

"Over there... How do you not remember?" -she muttered, a tone of annoyance seeping into her voice as she was awakened- "By the royal rooms." - With that, she sank back into her sleep, covering her head with her wing and snuggling back into the nape and mane of Soarin's neck.

The Wonderbolts exchanged surprised glances, processing what they heard. - "Are you sure?" - Spitfire asked, disbelief clear in her voice. - "There's no way we can remember something we don't know."

Moonflower nodded weakly, her eyes already closing again. - "Mmhmm" - was all she managed to say before falling back into a deep sleep, her breathing becoming calm and rhythmic again.

Soarin, feeling Moonflower relax against his back again, looked at his companions with a mixture of confusion and concern. - "Well, I guess that answers our question," - he said in a somewhat hesitant tone. - "Although your answer was rather unusual."

¨Familiarly unusual¨ Soarin finished in his head as he and his companions resumed their flight in the direction the mare had indicated, flying silently through the halls of the castle. The night was quiet, and the only light came from the crystal chandeliers that emitted a soft glow, creating dancing shadows on the walls.

Finally, they reached the section Moonflower had indicated, the area where the royal family's rooms were located, also the area where they had separated Dash the night before.

Soarin landed carefully, his hooves touching the ground gently so as not to wake the sleeping mare on his back. Fleetfoot and Spitfire landed beside him, looking around with curiosity and a bit of bemusement.

Spitfire reached over and softly shook Moonflower, waking her up once again. - "Hey, Moonflower, we're here" - she whispered, trying not to sound too overbearing. Moonflower let out a groan, still drowsy and unwilling to clear the haze of sleep that overpowered her. -"Moonflower" - Spitfire repeated, shaking her gently - "You need to wake up to get into your room."

Moonflower's eyes opened slowly, blinking several times to focus on her surroundings. - "Hm? Oh, yes...that" - she mumbled, her voice hoarse from sleep, as she clumsily lowered herself off Soarin's back, the latter carefully leaning over, allowing Fleetfoot and Spitfire to help steady the sleepy pegasus who was wobbling on her axis. - "...Thank you" - she said in a slurred voice.

"Don't worry about the thank-yous now" - Fleetfoot said with a gentle smile. - "There'll be time for that tomorrow. For now, just concentrate on going to rest." - she received a sleepy smile from the mare in response.

With shaky steps, Moonflower made her way towards one of the doors, her mind clouded with sleep. Yawning, she was about to turn the knob when Fleetfoot's voice stopped her by placing a hoof on her shoulder - "Wait, Moonflower. That's Rainbow Dash's room" - Fleetfoot said, frowning slightly. - "We were here last night, maybe tiredness is confusing you. All the doors look the same, after all."

Moonflower froze for a second as she processed what Fleetfoot had just said - "Oh... yeah... right" - she stammered, faking a smile as she tried to look clueless - "Sorry, I'm so tired I can't even think straight."

The Wonderbolts exchanged glances, but said nothing. They were too concerned about her well-being to notice the small inconsistencies in her behavior, so they stood patiently waiting for her to choose the right door. Moonflower, aware of her mistake, looked at the other three doors, knowing that behind them were the rooms of Aster, Blooming and Shining, but having no idea which was which.

Finally, she decided to take a chance. She chose a door at random, praying internally that it would be Aster's, where she would not have to explain anything, there would be no confrontation or questioning, or maybe yes, very light ones that would be easy to get rid of. She just wanted to rest, so it would be easier to convince him that she missed her room and assign her one, or simply tell him that she got confused and go back to the corridor to her room.

-"This is it" - Moonflower said, forcing a tired smile that barely hid her inner turmoil. Her voice trembled slightly, trying to sound convincing. - "Thank you really, for everything. See you guys tomorrow." - Before they could respond, she opened the door and rushed in, closing it behind her with a dull thud.

She leaned against the door, closing her eyes and exhaling with relief, letting her body slide across the cool surface. The floor greeted her, and in that instant, the silence was broken by a voice that permeated the silent gloom of the room.

"What are you doing here?" - echoed a voice, laden with surprise, concern and confusion, silhouette which was observing her and approaching cautiously towards her.

Author's Note

uff I loved doing this chapter, I had it planned for a long time and finally it had the opportunity to see the light hahaha.

But anyway, just as I said, two chapters, quite long in fact. I was planning to make the story shorter, in general, but as you can see, I got inspired, and I like it, although I don't like the short time I have. However, as in almost everything I'm passionate about, I look for a space of my time even in the early hours of the morning, hours in which inspiration and imagination abound, I don't know if it's because of sleep or because at that time thoughts resonate so much that ideas flow by themselves, or as I say, the characters begin to use you as a writer and start writing their own stories, it's crazy but I love it.

As a final point and as always, I can not be more grateful for the support and ideas, the next chapters will be calmer and fun (I hope), to some extent. Of course, I like the tension soo, what can I tell you hahaha. Jblaser had already told me an idea and I was finding the time to use it, so you probably already know what's coming, but here's the spoiler.

I like to create a good basis in a story of this magnitude, that the characters are memorable and yes, I know, I'm missing several to deepen, among them Aster, the hooded, the tour, new characters, love triangles, among other little things, but everything in time my dear ones, I couldn't let you down, not now.

I appreciate you very much and see you soon, thank you veryyy much.

:heart:

We Are NOT For This Now

Silver moonlight filtered through the stained glass windows, casting dancing shadows on the walls of Shining Marigold's room. The princess stood in front of the bed, her silhouette silhouetted against the night sky, her eyes, wide open, her face turned into a canvas, initial irritation giving way to momentary relief, but quickly replaced by deep unease

"What are you doing here?" - echoed her voice, charged with a mixture of conflicting emotions. Initial surprise gave way to deep concern, tinged with a hint of confusion and, deep down, a hint of relief. Shining advanced cautiously, her hooves producing a dull echo in the silence of the night.

Rainbow exhaled deeply, closing her eyes for a moment before responding. - "Shining, I... I got the wrong room, I'm sorry" - her voice sounded hoarse and devoid of its usual energy. Her eyes, usually bright and defiant, were now dull and surrounded by dark circles under her eyes.

Shining took another step forward, her rigid posture betraying the internal struggle between her outrage over Rainbow's escape and her concern over the deplorable state she found her in. - "Is that all you have to say?" - Dash, still on the ground, raised her head slightly, one eyebrow raised almost imperceptibly in a gesture that was barely a shadow of her defiant attitude.

"What else do you expect me to say?" - she mentioned without any latent expression in her voice. Shining took a deep breath, struggling to maintain her composure.
"You escaped in a very complicated way despite your condition, you left us imagining the worst, do you have any idea how that made us feel Rainbow Dash?" - Shining's tone was etching Dash back to when her teachers would reprimand her after getting into some trouble with her bullies in primary basic.

Rainbow averted her gaze for a moment, fighting the urge to respond with the same intensity - "I know, and I'm sorry. But I'm not here to explain myself right now."

"Can't you do it now?" - Shining let out a dry, humorless laugh. - "And when will it be a good time for you, Rainbow? when it's already too late?"

Dash growled - "Well tomorrow it will be, and if you won't settle for that then I don't know what you'll settle for..." - Before continuing she shut herself up, really, she wasn't up for this right now. She exhaled again and raised a hoof in the direction of the unicorn, in order to prevent the unicorn from giving an answer that might upset things again - "I'm sorry, I'll back off right now."

She began to sit up, propping herself up on shaky legs. However, as she tried to stand up, her strength failed her. Her wings flapped weakly in an instinctive attempt to keep her balance, but to no avail. Before she could fall, Shining moved swiftly, placing herself at her side to support her.

"It's obvious that on your own you won't be able to make it to your room" - Shining murmured, an invitation to be helped her way. Rainbow, at any other time, would have proudly refused help. But I reiterate, she was not for that now, so she allowed herself to lean on Shining Marigold's shoulder.

Rainbow turned, surprised by Shining's suggestion and seeming - "Thank you" - she whispered, her voice barely noticeable.

As they walked silently through the corridors of the castle, the tension between them gradually dissipated, Shining advanced adjusting her pace to Rainbow's as they made their way towards the door. The hallway was plunged into a quiet gloom, illuminated only by the faint moonlight filtering through the windows. Their footsteps echoed softly in the nighttime silence.

As they slowly made their way toward Rainbow's room, just a few doors down, Shining couldn't help but notice how light the pegasus felt. The physical contact, which at first had been awkward and full of hesitation, began to transform into a strange sense of comfort.

They arrived at the door of Rainbow's room, and Shinning, with a gesture of delicacy, opened it carefully while she helped the pegasus to enter. The room was just as it had been given to her, everything was in order, every object in its place and how could it not be, if the night before she had not spent it there, but with Fleetfoot, who together with Spitfire had visited her. And tonight, they along with Soarin, had not only saved her from an imminent fall, but had also rescued her from the darkness that threatened to envelop and blind her, she would have to work on that.

Rainbow slowly separated from Shining, wobbling slightly before finding her balance. She turned to look at her - "Thank you for joining me" - she said as her eyes flashed a small glow that failed to fully illuminate Shinning's.

"You're welcome" - she replied, and with a final exchange of glances proceeded to turn to return to her room.
"Shinning Marigold..." - Dash called out to her, causing her to stop and look over her shoulder. Rainbow's voice had a soft, almost imploring tone. - "Rest" - Shining smiled slightly, feeling the weight of Rainbow's words, her shoulders visibly relaxing.
"I will" - Shining replied sincerely. She turned around and started walking back to the exit, but not before throwing one last glance towards Rainbow - "I hope you will too" - With those words, Shining retreated, gently closing the door behind her.

She stood in the hallway for a moment, listening, until she heard the soft creak of the bed as it received Rainbow's weight. As she moved away towards her own room, Shining couldn't help but think how fragile the situation seemed.

The days seemed longer and longer.

Dawn came with a camouflaged softness, bathing Canterlot Castle in shades of gold and pink. In the royal dining room, an everyday scene unfolded with routine calm. The royal family had already taken their places at the long mahogany table glistening in the morning light. The cooks, working with the efficiency of years of service, came and went in quiet harmony, coordinating breakfast, while the Wonderbolts began to arrive in small groups, their conversations filling the space with the murmur of relaxed voices.

Some still seemed sleepy, while others chatted animatedly about the previous day's events and plans for the day ahead. The long mahogany table gleamed in the morning light filtering through the tall windows. The tinkling of porcelain and the murmur of conversation filled the air.

Shining Marigold leaned toward Blooming, her voice barely a whisper as she told her about the recent evening's events with Dash. Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of emotion and concern, and her words were quick and choppy, as if she feared someone else might hear.

Aster was situated next to her, his gaze wandering absently around the table as he tried to catch some of his sisters' conversation. However, his attention was repeatedly focused on the empty chair to his right, a space that seemed to clamor for the presence of a certain colorful mare, and, after a moment, he turned his head toward them both.

-"Does anyone know why Moonflower hasn't shown up?” -he asked, his voice laden with mild trepidation. His gaze shifted to that of his sisters.

Both sisters turned to look at him, exchanging a quick glance before Blooming answered matter-of-factly - “She's probably just resting” - she replied in a reassuring tone, though her eyes revealed a hint of doubt. - “Don't worry, the cooks will bring her breakfast”.

Aster frowned slightly, not entirely satisfied with the answer - “We could have saved them that hassle” - he mentioned, his tone reflecting a mixture of concern

Shining, seeing an opportunity to calm his brother, patted him lightly on the shoulder. - “Relax, you'll see her later. I'm sure she's recovering well.”

Near them, Fleetfoot, sitting next to Blooming, couldn't help but overhear the conversation. The light blue-furred mare could barely contain a yawn as the exhaustion of the previous night weighed on her eyelids. With a languid movement, she laid her head on Spitfire's shoulder, seeking support and comfort. The captain for her part maintained an upright and alert posture despite the fatigue evident in her eyes. Her scanning scanned the room with military precision, pausing briefly at each familiar face until she noticed Rainbow Dash's absence. A slight grimace of concern crossed her face, creasing her brow.

She turned to Soarin, who was conversing animatedly with Thunderlane, though his mind seemed to be elsewhere. His eyes occasionally wandered to the entrance of the dining hall, as if awaiting someone's arrival.

“Soarin” - Spitfire called to him, her steady voice cutting through the conversation. He turned to her, one eyebrow raised in question, his expression quickly changing from surprise to attention. - “Could you go get Rainbow Dash from her room? Please?” - Spitfire asked - “She's around the same area we were in last night. I'm worried she's not here, considering she checked out early.”

Soarin's countenance changed immediately, his relaxed expression morphing into one of concentration. He nodded without hesitation. - “Sure, I'll take care of it” - he replied firmly, rising from his seat without delay. He waved a brief farewell to Thunderlane and headed down the corridors leading to the secluded suite where Rainbow Dash was staying.

As Soarin made his way to Rainbow's room, his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, the actuality of the situation they now found themselves in still gave so much to process in such a short time. Recent events, a curse that disguised their help as a tour, Moonflower, and Dash's estrangement were fighting for the center of her attention. Two of these four thoughts were getting the upper edge on each other.

It wasn't long before he was in front of the room he now recognized as Dash's. Soarin knocked softly, his patience reflected in the calmness with which he knocked.

There was no immediate response, which made him frown and knock again.

-“Dash? Are you there?” - he called, his voice full of intrigue. Seconds that seemed like minutes and again, silence persisted, broken only by the soft murmur of distant conversations in the dining room.

The young pegasus leaned his ear against the door and sharpened his hearing, closing his eyes to concentrate. The familiar sound of Rainbow Dash's snoring reached his ears, eerily similar to Moonflower's by the way. Her eyes narrowed with determination, and, finally, he turned the handle. The door opened with a soft click, and Soarin stepped cautiously inside, surprised to find it unlocked, though more surprised he was by what he found inside.

The room that revealed itself to him was impeccably tidy for Rainbow Dash's. Everything seemed perfectly placed, except for the bed, where a bundle of sheets moved rhythmically with the breathing of the sleeping pegasus, whom, they embraced in an enviable sleep. Soarin approached with silent steps, observing the scene with a mixture of tenderness and curiosity. The air smelled of her, that familiar hint of freshness and vanilla that always accompanied her.

The pillows writhed with delight as they gently supported the head of one who could rest the most magnificent dreams or the most terrible nightmares, the multicolored mane scattered on the pillow in a precious mess. Her wings rested on the mattress that sagged with the body of the most beautiful mare his eyes had ever seen, and on this mattress, in a corner, lay a large beige robe that could not possibly be the size of that mare...He paused...

That robe... Soarin's heart skipped a beat, immediately recognizing the garment. He took it between his hooves and analyzed it, his mind racing a mile a minute, trying to find a logical explanation for its presence there and there was no doubt. The brush of the fabric against his hooves awakened in him a cascade of memories from the night before.

What was Moonflower's robe doing in Rainbow Dash's room?

Soarin's subtle movement was enough to disturb Rainbow's sleep. Slowly, she emerged from her chrysalis of blankets, sitting up as she rubbed her eyes, trying to shake off the drowsiness, blinking in confusion at the light and the silhouette in front of her.

Her gaze, still blurry from sleep, settled on Soarin. At first, her mind tried to process what she was seeing, as if she couldn't immediately connect the familiarity of his presence with the context she was in. It was then that, suddenly, a flash of panic crossed her eyes, waking her up completely. Surprise flashed through her like lightning, tensing her muscles, though she tried to remain calm in her expression.

- “Soarin?...” - She whispered, her voice barely audible, surprise and fear dancing in her gaze.

That call...A shiver ran down Soarin's spine. There was something about the way Rainbow had said his name, a familiar sound, yet charged with a strange, unnerving melancholy that left him uneasy, that defied logic.

Rainbow tensed slightly, the initial surprise quickly giving way to a wary expression. - “What... what are you doing here?” - She asked, her voice still hoarse from sleep, but with a hint of nervousness that did not go unnoticed by Soarin.

The blue pegasus, still holding the robe between his hooves, responded with a question of his own - “What is this doing here, Dash?” - His tone was soft, but charged with an intensity that demanded answers.

Rainbow felt as if the air in the room had become thick, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her mind, still drowsy, worked at full speed trying to come up with a plausible explanation.

“I don't understand what you mean”- she replied, trying to make her voice sound casual...Of course she knew what he meant, and she still wonders how she could have been so reckless to have left it there, in full view of everyone. Due to her tiredness she didn't glimpse that, casually, someone would go into her room to wake her up, and to her bad luck, someone who knew perfectly well what happened the night before.
“How could you not know Rainbow Dash?” - Soarin insisted, his voice mixing frustration and disbelief - “This robe is from Moonflower. The same one I wore last night. How come you have it?"- he accosted her without preamble, his gaze fixed on her, waiting for an answer.
“Please Soarin” - she said with carelessness, adopting a defensive posture - “all the rooms have some provisional clothes in their closets” - she argued, not sure if that was true - “It is possible that this robe is repeated in several rooms, there are many of them after all.”

Soarin narrowed his eyes, not entirely convinced. - “Of course it's possible, if it weren't for the fact that this robe has very specific marks” - he said in an accusing tone - “it happens to have the same rips on the sides, it has dust on the cuff area and...” -he hesitated for a moment before continuing- “it has some of my hairs stuck to the neck, from when I helped Moonflower last night. So you can't tell me this is just a coincidence, Dash.” - He mentioned, still demanding an explanation with his tone of voice. His gaze was piercing, as if he was trying to read her thoughts.

Although now that he thought about it, what explanation could possibly have enough logic in these moments? Unbeknownst to him, Dash was thinking about it too.

Her mind was racing frantically, searching for a way out, an explanation that could satisfy Soarin without revealing the truth that threatened to bring it all crashing down. She needed a distraction, something to divert attention from the uncomfortable truth.

Conversation was lively and steady over breakfast, the royal family sharing various anecdotes with the Bolts and vice versa, Suddenly, Blooming Rose noticed another absence at the table. Her eyes scanned the familiar faces until she confirmed her suspicions, the light blue steed was not present. With a subtle movement, she leaned towards Fleetfoot with curiosity and caution

-” Excuse me, Fleetfoot, right? “ - she whispered, her voice carefully modulated so as not to attract attention - ‘Could I ask you where your partner is, the green-eyed sky-blue steed, I thought I saw him a few moments ago next to Spitfire?’ - she asked quietly, feigning a casual tone as her hind hooves caught Shinning's attention with light kicks under the table.

Fleetfoot, in the middle of a mouthful of breakfast, blinked and swallowed quickly before replying with her usual nonchalance. - “Oh, Soarin?”-Spitfire sent him to fetch Rainbow Dash from her room. Looks like she overslept again“-she commented with a relaxed smile-”You'll notice, she's tricky when it comes to getting up early.”

Worry seeped into her eyes, but her exterior remained serene - “Oh, I see...” -she mumbled as she pretended to take a sip of orange juice- “Although, honestly, it seems to be taking longer than usual, don't you think?” -she added with a nervous chuckle, as if trying to downplay her own words.

Fleetfoot let out a playful chuckle, oblivious to the undertone of the conversation. - “Believe me, that's the least you should worry about” - she said with a mischievous grin, completely oblivious to Blooming's growing concern.

Blooming Rose kept her smile serene, but in her mind alarm bells were beginning to ring. Fleetfoot's comment, though lighthearted, ignited a spark of uncertainty. She leaned in a little closer, approaching Fleetfoot with a warmer, friendlier expression, trying to deflect any suspicion from her growing unease.

“Why do you say that?” -Blooming asked, with a sly gesture that tried to hide the uneasiness in her chest and in a tone that mimicked innocent curiosity.

Fleetfoot tilted her head slightly, a mischievous smile forming on her lips as she held Blooming Rose's gaze. There was something in her eyes, a glint of complicity that, though playful, held a deeper insinuation, one that Blooming managed to catch.

Fleetfoot shrugged, taking a sip of her coffee. - “Well, let's just say those two have a... peculiar dynamic”- Fleetfoot said, her tone nonchalant, but ambiguous enough to leave room for interpretation.

-"Peculiar?” -repeated Blooming, in a tone that sought to sound casual, as if she hadn't read between the lines- “You mean how they are as teammates, don't you?” - Blooming tried to keep her expression relaxed, but uneasiness was growing inside her.

Fleetfoot, for her part, smiled broadly, enjoying the little game she seemed to have wrapped the unicorn up in. -“ It could be said” - Fleetfoot replied, taking a leisurely sip of her coffee, as if each word was part of an inside joke that only she understood. - “Sometimes they seem like rivals, other times...” - she let the phrase hang in the air, her eyes rolling suggestively.

Shinning Marigold, who until now had remained in the background, watching and analyzing every gesture, every word, decided to intervene. She knew her sister was concerned about the course of the conversation. - “It seems that life in the Wonderbolts is never boring” - she commented, her tone light but her eyes sharp, carefully gauging Fleetfoot's sincere answers.

“Oh, you have no idea!” - laughed Fleetfoot, delighted with the attention her words had generated. To her, this was all part of the daily rhythm of being a Wonderbolt.

The two sisters ccorresponded to her enthusiasm with a smile. As the conversation continued in that seemingly light-hearted tone, Blooming took the opportunity to cast a discreet glance at her sister. There was no need for them to talk; they both understood what was at stake: if there was something more between Soarin and Dash they needed to act fast. They needed to further gain the trust of the team, or certain members at least, with that, they could have the necessary information all along.

“Well...” - Blooming said with a perfectly executed smile, as she stood up with her characteristic grace - “I think I'll go check on Moonflower” - Fleetfoot and Spitfire exchanged glances, but said nothing - “Maybe she needs something.” - she mentioned with a quiet smile, though throwing a meaningful glance at Shining, who quickly picked up on the signal and nodded. They both knew what they had to do.

Aster, who until that moment had been immersed in conversation with the other Wonderbolts, noticed his sister's movement and, with concern in his eyes, began to get up. - “I can accompany you if you like” - he offered, hinting at his concern for Moonflower's well-being. Aster had always been more transparent in his emotions, and at that moment, his genuine concern for Moonflower clearly shone through.

Blooming, without losing her composure, smiled kindly towards her brother, but her mind was working quickly to find an excuse that might dissuade Aster's persistence - “I appreciate your offer, brother, but I think it will be best if you stay here to keep the conversation going, I won't be long.”

Before Aster could protest, Shining Marigold interjected, supporting her sister's decision - “Blooming is right Aster, I'm sure Moonflower would appreciate a little space, besides, I was about to discuss some matters about the tour to the Bolts that require your presence” - Her tone was casual, but the look she gave Aster was loaded with meaning.

Once in the hallway, her composure and dignified stride remained unwavering until she was out of sight, and with a slight nod of her head, Blooming excused herself from the table and exited the dining room.

Once in the hallway, her composure faded like mist in the midday sun and she began to trot swiftly toward the rooms. Her hooves began to move nimbly over the marble floor as she quickened her pace down the ornate corridors towards Dash's room, inwardly praying she would make it in time.

With a final sigh of exhaustion at the unbecoming pace of her daily life, Blooming Rose rounded the corner into the hallway where the rooms were located.

The silence was still present, she had to find an answer urgently, at that, a horrible idea crossed her mind.

-“And what were you doing with Moonflower last night, Soarin?” - she asked, her voice taking on a dangerously insinuating tone. She was trying to sound accusatory, but deep down, her heart was twisting with guilt for manipulating the situation like that. She knew she was playing with fire, but she had no choice, she had to turn the tables if she wanted to get out of this.

Soarin looked at her, surprised by the sudden accusation. - “Don't change the subject, Dash” - he replied, trying to keep his composure - “This isn't about me.”

“Change the subject? It was you who started the accusations” - Rainbow countered, feeling every word tremble over a well of lies - ”So tell me, why were you with her last night huh?”
“What do you think you're implying? Please” - Soarin replied, clearly offended. He brought a hoof to his face, disbelief evident in his expression. - “You shouldn't be asking me for explanations like this, like it's a bad thing.”
“If it's not a bad thing, then why don't you tell me?” - Rainbow insisted, her voice trembling slightly. Apparently her role reversal plan was working, though deep down her heart was punishing her with pangs of guilt at taking such a manipulative attitude with him, but the fear of being found out was pushing her to continue.

Soarin took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. - “Well” - he finally said, his voice laden with resigation - “Yes, Spitfire, Fleetfoot and I were with her last night. We had a conversation after she slipped off a cloud, and then we walked her back to her room. Are you happy? Because otherwise you can go ask them if you want” - he mentioned rolling her eyes.

Rainbow Dash felt a pang of guilt and turned her head so she didn't have to see her embarrassed face - “So much preamble for that” - she said, getting up from the bed and snatching Soarin's robe with a jerk. - “I found this robe lying outside my room in the wee hours of the morning, when I went out for some air because I couldn't sleep, and I picked it up. That's it. Are you happy?”

Soarin looked at her skeptically. - “Was it so hard for you to say that from the beginning instead of excusing yourself?” - He asked with a tone that didn't hide his suspicion. - “Although what you're saying doesn't make much sense. Why would Moonflower throw her away like that if we saw her enter her room with her robe on?”

Rainbow Dash gritted her teeth, her irritation mixed with the desperation of the interrogation, She knew how curious Soarin is and that he wouldn't leave her alone until he got all the explanations his mind demanded.

“I don't know Soarin, okay?” - Rainbow replied, her frustration growing with every word. - “I'm only telling you what I know, and yes, I admit it's weird, but there's not much more I can tell you. So if you're so doubtful why don't you go and ask Moonflower better?” - she began, her tone more serious and firm

Soarin snorted, annoyance clear in his voice. - “I'm getting fed up with your nonsensical insinuations, Rainbow Dash” - he said, his patience reaching its limit - “I only came to go to breakfast, not to argue. I'm not up for this now.” - She turned her back on him in response, biting her lips as the weight of conscience racked her insides. She felt the lump in her throat tighten even more.

With a heavy sigh, Soarin straightened up and began walking back to the exit. Rainbow let out a surrendered sigh as she listened to the pegasus' footsteps walk away from her. A mixture of relief and uneasiness growing inside her. She knew she had diverted the conversation, she had managed to escape the truth... but at what cost?

Soarin paused in the doorway, hesitating. The tension in his shoulders was evident, as if a part of him wanted to return to her or look over his shoulder. However, his pride prevented him from doing so.

Rainbow spun again, stood still, watching him from a distance. Her gaze was riveted on his figure, on the way the weight of disappointment seemed to tilt her posture. She swallowed thickly. “When will I ever have a morning, a day, a quiet night again?” she thought wearily. She swayed indecisively, not wanting the day to start like this for either of them, at least he didn't deserve it. The sound of Soarin's hooves against the marble floor echoed in her ears like a relentless metronome, marking each second that separated them further. Her inner self screamed “Stop him!” as if stopping him meant admitting something she wasn't ready to face. And though she couldn't decipher whether it was her brain or her heart suggesting it. she finally gave in. Before he could turn the doorknob, she ran to him.

“Soarin, wait” - she called, her voice losing the sharp tone of a few minutes ago, strange even to herself. The blue pegasus stood still, his hoof hovering in the air inches from the doorknob, until he felt the pressure of a soft but firm hoof on his shoulder, stopping him-"Please don't leave like that.”

He spun slowly on his heels, facing Rainbow Dash. There was something in her expression, something that disarmed him, whose face reflected deep regret. Soarin watched her silently, the accusatory look he had had moments before softening as he met her, like ice melting in the morning sun.

Rainbow felt the weight of guilt settle in her stomach like a rock - “Forgive me” - Rainbow continued, her ears folding back in remorse - “I shouldn't... I shouldn't have acted like that. It's just that...” -she interrupted herself, struggling to find the right words that only seemed to be tripping over each other- “Forget it, there's no justification” -she finally admitted, defeat tingeing every syllable.

Soarin watched her silently, his gaze scanning every inch of Rainbow's face, as if searching for something hidden behind her eyes. The tension in her shoulders began to loosen, but the confusion and pain were still there, visible in the wrinkles on her forehead and the downward curve of her mouth. Something inside him couldn't allow himself to be indifferent to her.

“Dash, I don't know what's going on with you lately” - Soarin began, his tone soft but charged with a sadness he had been holding back. - “I feel like there's something you're not telling me, and I don't understand why. I want to believe you, but you're making it hard for me.”

She noticed the disappointment in his voice and pain invaded her chest. It wasn't just about the current situation, but about everything that had been her life since the curse and Moonflower's disguise came into play. She felt more and more part of herself fading away amidst the tricks and illusions.

She approached with slow steps, getting so close to him that she could feel the heat radiating from his body.

Rainbow looked up, meeting Soarin's eyes. For a brief moment, she looked like she was about to confess everything, to let go of the weight she carried, but then she shook her head in a gesture of resignation. - “I mentioned it to you yesterday” - she said, placing her hoof on Soarin's chest. - “Everything is so complicated now. A tour, a curse, Moonflower...” - the fatigue in her voice was noticeable and Soarin couldn't help but feel a knot in his stomach - “I don't want to drag you into this” - she muttered.

“I understand that this is all overwhelming and you're not dragging me into anything” - Soarin replied, searching her eyes intently and feeling the fragility of the moment. He placed his hoof gently on the mare's right cheek. - “Look, we're all dealing with this recent information, Dash” - he replied, his tone firm but infused with sincere concern. - “But don't forget that you're part of the team now, and you're distancing yourself a lot lately from us... and from me.”

Soarin's words broke a fragile thread in her, a fragile thread she was willing to weave. - “listen, I...I'll do whatever it takes to make it better” - her voice rang with renewed determination. Soarin sketched a small smile in response. There was much still unsaid, but for now, this moment of calm was enough - “I'm sorry I got defensive about the robe, that just...”

Soarin lifted a hoof, interrupting her gently. - “It's okay. If you say you found it outside, I believe you. Maybe... maybe we should return her to Moonflower later” - he suggested in a sympathetic tone.

Rainbow nodded, relieved that she didn't have to delve any deeper into the subject. - “Sounds good to me,” - she agreed, taking a step closer until their snouts were inches apart. - “Thank you, Soarin.”

On impulse, he moved closer and embraced her, his wings wrapping her gently in a warm shelter. She didn't hesitate to reciprocate, feeling the tension fade between them. They remained like that for what seemed like minutes, immersed in a bubble of silence that offered them a moment of peace.

When they finally parted, they both felt an unexpected lightness, as if a huge weight had vanished from their loins- “What do you say we go to breakfast?” - Soarin proposed, a warm smile- “Knowing you, you must be starving.”

Rainbow let out a chuckle, a light sound that seemed to fade the tension that had permeated the air moments before- “You know me too well” - she replied, a spark of complicity shining in her eyes.

Without waiting any longer, they both left the room, walking together down the hallway toward the dining room. As they proceeded, the atmosphere felt lighter, as if each step they took drove away the shadows of their worries.

The door closed behind them with a soft click, and the echo echoed in the empty hallway. In that instant, the silence became oppressive, almost tangible, like a heavy blanket covering the surroundings.

Behind the newly closed door, Blooming Rose stood motionless, her breathing so controlled that it was barely noticeable. Her eyes, fixed on the spot where Rainbow and Soarin had disappeared, exuded a mixture of curiosity and concern. Every fiber of her being vibrated with the tension of keeping silent, of not revealing that she had been an unwitting witness to the moment.

Without making the slightest sound, she turned away from the door, moving as gracefully as she wished she had arrived and began to follow them slowly, on her way to the dining room. Her heart pounding as her footsteps, though silent, echoed with a purpose only she knew.

The dining room, a few feet away, still echoed with the murmur of animated conversation. Bloomming still maintained a prudent distance and admirable silence. Her mind, however, was a whirlwind of thoughts, torn between the need to share what she had heard and the fear of the possible action they should take.

She knew she should tell her sister, but would she have to talk it over with Dash, if so how would she approach it? The responsibility of her silence weighed heavy on her chest, and while she knew it was the right thing to do, she wasn't up for it now.

Author's Note

:twilightsmile: :heart:

The Disputes of Duty

The clinking of silverware against fine china filled the air of the dining room, mingling with the murmur of animated conversation. Rainbow Dash, seated between Soarin and Spitfire, slowly munched her breakfast, savoring each bite as if it were her first. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and freshly baked muffins hung in the air, creating an atmosphere of comfort that contrasted with the pegasus' (lately quite common) inner dilemmas.

As she watched her companions chatting and laughing, Rainbow couldn't help but feel guilty, like an imposter, like an intruder...Her mind constantly wandered back to the conversation she had had with Soarin moments before, and the guilt over her lies weighed on her like a storm cloud in the middle of a sunny day.

“Hey, Dash” - Spitfire's voice snapped her out of her thoughts, who, with a worried gesture creasing her forehead, leaned toward her. - “Are you all right? You've barely touched your breakfast.” - her tone denoted concern.

A few minutes ago, Soarin and Dash had entered the dining room, seemingly peaceful expressions on their faces. They had taken their time, which, in an everyday context, was good news. However, Dash looked ida at times, her gaze lost in the void, and her movements were slow and mechanical.

Although at first Spitfire had decided to ignore it, attributing it to the natural state of someone who had just woken up, nevertheless, her unease was becoming more apparent.

She remembered that, in their late night conversation a day ago, Dash had hinted that the situation had her somewhat disoriented, and with all the events that had happened in such a few days, even she could come to understand. But Spitfire was aware of the adventures Rainbow, as a consecutive equestrian savior, has had to face on more than one occasion, which is why she was having such a hard time understanding and handling the mare's distant and distracted behavior to the essence of her original personality.

Rainbow blinked, snapping out of her reverie. She realized that she had been playing with the same portion of eggs for several minutes. - “Oh, yeah, all right” - she replied, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. - “I'm still sleepy you know.”

Spitfire narrowed her eyes, looking skeptical, not fooled. - “ How curious” - she commented, raising her coffee cup to her lips. - “You retired quite early yesterday.” - Her tone of voice was soft, but her words contained a hint of questioning.

“Yes, well” - she stammered, searching for a credible excuse since, it was clear, she hadn't been the one to retire early - “I had a bad headache and just wanted to lie down.”

Just as Spitfire seemed about to inquire further, the dining room doors opened, revealing the graceful figure of Blooming Rose. The princess entered with the grace befitting royalty, her hooves barely making a sound on the polished floor. Her eyes swept around the room until they landed on the table, Dash saw her out of the corner of her eye, and her stomach contracted immediately "Where was she?" But before she could analyze it further, Spitfire spoke up, diverting her attention to the newcomer.

-“Blooming Rose” - Spitfire called in her firm, but cordial tone, “how is Moonflower, is she feeling better?”

Blooming watched her for a few seconds, her face a mask of diplomatic serenity. - “Moonflower is... resting” - she mentioned, her tone perfectly composed, however, her eyes fell for an instant on Dash, who looked at her puzzled, raising an eyebrow in her direction - ”It seems she needed a little more time to recover, but she's better now.”

“That's a relief to know” - Fleetfoot commented, genuinely concerned, her face relaxing with the news - “thank you for informing us Bloomming, let's hope she can rejoin us soon.”

Blooming nodded as she moved forward to take a seat between Shinning and Aster - “I'm sure she'll do her best to be there as soon as possible” - she said, her voice laden with a double meaning that only Rainbow seemed to pick up on.

Breakfast continued, but for Rainbow, every bite felt like melted sand in her mouth, "what had Blooming meant by that?, did he go looking for her?, had he overheard her conversation with Soarin?" These questions swirled around in her head, making her stomach twist and her appetite completely vanish. She hated the feeling and refused to go along with the restlessness that gnawed at her.

“Where were you Blooming?” - she called to her without preamble through the mental linking spell she shared with the sisters. Her mental voice tinged with urgency and suspicion. There was a pause, barely perceptible, before Blooming's reply came, her mental tone calm and measured.
“I went to look for you in your room, but because I couldn't find you, I decided to come back and well, when I came in I noticed you were already here” - Blooming replied calmly, her tone quick and precise - “Where were you, Dash?” -subtly inquired
“I was on my way here” - she answered, opting for a half-truth - “I just decided to do it by air. Maybe that's why you didn't find me.” - Her intuition told her that now was not the time to reveal the whole truth.

She had barely finished formulating her answer when a third voice joined the mental conversation. - “And why did you arrive with that steed?” - Shining's mental voice joined the conversation, her tone laden with suspicion and inquisitiveness.

Dash shot her a piercing glance over the table before answering - “His name is Soarin, and he went for me, since from what he told me, Spitfire asked him to” - Dash replied, trying to remain calm and neutral in tone with them.

“But to have arrived by air, you took considerable time” - observed Shining, her mental voice imbued with sharp skepticism.
“Yes, well” - she replied, desperately searching for a credible excuse - “I tried to strain my wings as little as possible. I still need to recover after all.”

The silence that followed in the mental conversation was heavy, ending it as abruptly as it began, but Blooming didn't insist on the truth she knew, something was holding her back from sharing that information with Shining, instead, she let Dash's words settle.

Although now that she thought about it, it hadn't been a bad thing at all either, although there were some details, which, due to lack of knowledge about the background, she didn't fully understand and that's why it was easy to misunderstand, that's not why she had to be hesitating so much about whether to tell it or not, after all it had only been a friendly interaction right, although, that didn't explain why Dash had lied when she asked her about it. Dash had probably already sensed that she knew.

Breakfast ended normally, a barely concealed tension as Shining Marigold and Aster, after exchanging a meaning-laden glance, stood up, their movements capturing the attention of everyone present. The murmur of conversation gradually died away, replaced by an expectant silence.

Shining Marigold, with her elegant bearing and firm voice, spoke first. - “Dear allied Wonderbolts,” - she began, projecting her voice with the authority befitting a princess - “we have some important announcements about the tour that is about to begin.”

Aster ascended, continuing where her sister had left off. - “As you already know, due to security issues to our kingdom, we tell you that, as a first change, the tour will start in two days” - he paused briefly for his audience to assimilate the information - “our first destination will be in Cloudsdale, where the first competition and the official opening ceremony will take place.”

The Wonderbolts exchanged excited glances, a murmur of approval ran through the room, while Rainbow Dash felt her heart clench. The thought of competing there, in the place that saw her grow up, under two different identities, sent a shiver down her spine.

Shining took up the floor again, her voice tinged with pride - “We've been hard at work promoting this event. There is already publicity material circulating to all corners of Equestria and beyond.” - She explained - “The intercontinental anticipation is enormous; we have received confirmations of attendance from griffins, crystal ponies, dragons and hippogriffs, among others.”

Rainbow noticed how Spitfire's eyes shone with determination. The Wonderbolts' captain had always longed for an opportunity like this to show off her team's skills to such a diverse audience, it was what they needed.

Aster, however, took a more somber tone as he continued - “However and as you already know, our unicorn kingdom is weakening. Some of our inhabitants have begun to migrate to Equestria, seeking better opportunities for survival and a more secure future” - he exchanged glances with Blooming and Shinning before continuing - ‘even if it means them moving away from their innate magic.’ - A murmur of concern went around the table, but Shining quickly interjected.

“Fortunately, this situation has not caused alarm. Most assume it is due to enthusiasm for the tour and competitions.” - Explained Shinning. The silence that followed her words was heavy. Those present exchanged glances, understanding the gravity of the situation - “We know what this migratory effect implies for your kingdom, both in positive aspects such as economic growth, and in negative ones such as overpopulation.”
“We understand that the situation is delicate” - Aster continued - “but we also know that this event could be a necessary boost to revitalize our kingdom and avoid dragging yours down, especially when you are giving us your help.”

Before he could continue, the dining room door burst open, interrupting his speech. The Bolts immediately rose to their feet and moved nimbly to take up a defensive position against whatever it was that dared to enter thus. They caught a glimpse of a beautiful unicorn with a dark straight mane and bright mint eyes, which burned with determination and something that seemed to border on indignation, who burst into the room, with two guards around her trying unsuccessfully to stop her. The intensity in her gaze and her determined walk immediately caught everyone's attention.

“Stop right there!” -exclaimed one of the guards, extending a paw to block her path while the other grabbed her by the shoulders preventing her from moving.
“Let go of me right now, don't you know who I am?” - Belladona exclaimed with indignation.
“Belladonna!?” - exclaimed Aster, surprised by the sudden appearance, he shook his head - “let her pass, she is not a threat” - he ordered in a calm but firm voice, raising a hoof for them to release her, and so it was.

Belladonna let go and growled in the direction of the guards, then with a determined step, advanced towards the table. Her gaze rested briefly on Aster, ignoring Shining Marigold's stern look and Blooming Rose's annoyed expression.

“Aster, I am truly outraged,” - Belladonna began, her tone laden with reproach - “tell me how is it possible that, on a tour organized by the Unicorn Kingdom, the only participants are pegasus or winged creatures?”

Shining Marigold drew herself upright, her expression turning serious. - “Belladonna, the competitions were designed with certain evaluative criteria in mind, besides-”

“Unfair!” - Belladona interrupted in a loud tone - “just because Moonflower is a pegasus and coincidentally the official sponsor, as announced, means that those who can't fly are excluded in this way.” - she announced her disagreement in a bitterly loud tone.

Blooming Rose stepped forward, her voice calm but firm - “The winged creatures' decision was not Moonflower's alone, Belladonna, the rules have been clear from the beginning” - she indicated with displeasure that sounded personal - “ Her origin and her vision do not define her ability to...”

-“Her origin and vision?” - Belladonna let out a bitter snort, interrupting again. - “You are excluding us, and you who are the royal representatives of the kingdom should not allow it” - she pointed at them - “If there is to be no team from the Unicorn Kingdom, then why should we be the final destination of the tour?”

The dining room fell into a tense silence. The Wonderbolts watched the exchange with a mixture of fascination and concern, Belladonna's last argument proved her right, leaving them with no defense to justify it without having to reveal to her the original reason for the tour. Of course they wouldn't tell her.

The tension in the room was palpable as Belladona took advantage of the silence to continue her argument. Her voice sounded confident and determined - “I have a team of talented and dedicated unicorns, with the necessary skill to fly with their magic. I demand that we be allowed to participate” - she pounded the floor with demand.

Aster, who had been watching silently, finally intervened. - “Belladonna, I understand your frustration. but we must find a solution that is fair to everyone.” - he explained, his voice clear and calm, hoping to lower the tension - “Perhaps there is a way to incorporate-”

“Incorporate?” - Shining interrupted incredulously, her voice strained as she turned to her brother. - “Aster, the rules and games are already set. To change it now would be...”
“It would be fair Shinning” - Dash interrupted, startling everyone, especially the dark-furred unicorn. - “Belladonna has a point and you know it. We should at least consider the possibility” - Shinning and Blooming were stunned, their mouths hanging open. They hadn't expected that intervention, let much less the determined faces of the Wonderbolts demonstrating their agreement with their companion. They themselves, feeling the need to intervene, began to offer suggestions.

-“Perhaps we could find a way to include the unicorns in part of the event” - suggested Spitfire, in a firm tone of agreement. - “There could be a special category for those who don't fly, but still wish to participate.”

-“We can even help you with the planning”- Fleetfoot added, looking at the royal brothers and then at Belladonna, who looked at them visibly surprised at not expecting such support. - “This doesn't have to be an ‘us versus you’ situation. We can find a solution that works so that everyone who believes they are in the capacity can participate.”

Silence fell over the room again as everyone waited for Belladonna's response. The unicorn, though still angry, seemed to consider the Wonderbolts' words.

Finally, after a moment of tense reflection, she lifted her chin and nodded. - “All right” - she said, her tone more controlled, though still firm. - “But I will not allow us to be relegated to the sidelines. The unicorns deserve to be at the center of this event.”

Aster nodded, inwardly grateful to the Bolts that the situation had not escalated further. - “I understand, Belladonna. We'll work on something that's fair and equitable.”

“I hope so Aster” - She spoke with her typical disdain. The unicorn cast a contemptuous glance at Blooming and Shinning, her eyes shining with a tinge of superiority- “It really is amazing how these pegasus seem to understand the need for equality better than you, the supposed representatives of the unicorn kingdom” -she spat with venom in her syllables.

Blooming Rose stood her ground, her gaze fixed on Belladona, her breathing controlled, and her mind working at full speed. She could not allow an arrogant unicorn, like Belladona, to undermine the authority of the kingdom.

“Look Belladona, no one here is suggesting that unicorns don't deserve their place at this event” - Blooming began - “it's a celebration of unity between the kingdoms, something you yourself should support as well.”

Belladonna raised an eyebrow, her expression cold and calculating. -“A celebration of unity” - she repeated, her tone suggesting a certain skepticism - “you heard your dear sister, Aster, I trust you will be able to ensure that the unicorns are not marginalized in their own territory.”

Shinning stood her ground, undeterred by Belladonna's arrogant attitude. - “If that was all you were coming for, then I guess you can stand down now, Belladona” - she said firmly.

Belladona frowned, visibly offended by Shinning's bluntness. - “Are you kicking me out, Shinning Marigold?” - Belladona replied indignantly, her eyes flashing with a defiant glint.

“We're merely suggesting that, if you have nothing more constructive to contribute, perhaps you'd better leave” - Blooming interjected, her voice calm but charged with intent.

Belladona observed both sisters with a look that oscillated between contempt and disbelief - “well no, I'm not leaving” - she hit the ground with her hoof.

Aster quickly intervened, stepping closer and placing a hoof on Belladona's shoulder in an attempt to calm the waters - “Belladona, please.”

“Are you going to allow your sisters to treat me like this Aster?” - she asked, with clear annoyance
“No...” - he took a deep breath - “But for now, I think it would be best if we take a break and pick this up calmly later.”

Throwing a look of contempt at Blooming and Shinning, one which of course they returned. Belladonna snorted. - “Very well, Aster” - she said, her tone softening slightly, but not without losing that air of superiority that characterized her. With that, she turned and headed for the exit, her helmet hitting the ground hard.

Aster gently guided her towards the exit, following close behind, his haughty figure casting a long shadow on the threshold as they left the hall. The silence left by their departure was like a fading weight, allowing those present to breathe more freely.

The Wonderbolts, who had been watching the exchange with growing curiosity, took the opportunity to approach the royal sisters

“What a temper” - said Thunderlane, breaking the ice. The two sisters sighed and sat back in surrender.
“Who was that unicorn?” - Spitfire asked, her tone a reflection of the intrigue shared by all the members of her team.

Shinning and Blooming exchanged a quick glance, as if in silent consultation before deciding how to approach the question.

Finally, it was Blooming who spoke - “Belladonna is a unicorn from our kingdom. As you can see she is... somewhat difficult to deal with, that's why we don't get along with her” - her voice calm, but with an emotional charge that denoted how personal the subject was - ‘She has always tried to be close to our family, ever since we were little.’

Shinning ascending, her expression serious - “Yes, the only one who seems to be able to deal with her is Aster. He and Belladonna have been friends since childhood” - she added, with a sigh that indicated the story was more complex than it seemed - ”she tried to get close to him, seeing in him a figure she could associate with. But Aster has never reciprocated those feelings.”

Fleetfoot frowned, thoughtfully. - “And why does she keep insisting then? If Aster doesn't reciprocate, why doesn't she just accept it and move on?”

Blooming shook her head. - “That's the thing. Belladonna can be very stubborn and self-centered. She thinks that, if she keeps pushing, eventually Aster will give in and accept her.” - She paused, her eyes full of concern. - “But now, with the curse, which weighs especially heavily on Aster, she will never fit the profile he, and the kingdom need. Her ambition and inability to accept reality have made her difficult to deal with, especially for us.”

The Wonderbolts nodded, better understanding the undercurrent that fueled the tension in the room. Rainbow Dash crossed her paws, silently pondering what she had just heard.

Spitfire nodded slowly. - “We understand. We'd better keep an eye on this. If Belladonna causes trouble again, we'll be there to help solve it” - she proposed decisively.

Blooming and Shinning exchanged one last look, this time charged with silent gratitude towards the Wonderbolts. - “Thank you very much for your understanding and support Bolts” - said Blooming. - “The tour starts in a couple of days and your help will be invaluable for everything to go perfectly, we are confident that everyone will be ready.”

Soarin nodded with a light smile, trying to ease the tension in the atmosphere - “Don't worry. We'll be ready for the tour, and we'll do our best to make sure everything goes as planned.”

With a final round of nods and smiles, the Wonderbolts began to file out of the dining room, each mentally preparing for the days ahead. Blooming and Shinning watched them walk away, feeling a mixture of relief and concern.

“Speaking of being ready...” - Dash spoke, making use of the spell again to return to the sisters. - “Do you think we could talk privately for a moment? There's something I'd like to discuss with you.”

Blooming and Shinning exchanged a surprised look, Blooming was the one who answered - “Yeah sure, we'll meet in the room where you were taken care of yesterday, near the area where the Bolts are.”

“Well, see you there then” - with that, Dash followed her companions, while planning how to sneakily split up to talk to the two unicorns.

Meanwhile, in a corridor further away from the castle, Aster and Belladonna continued to walk through the corridors at a slow pace. The air was thick with tension and unease. Belladonna had been silent since they had left the hall, clearly upset at the way she had been treated.

Aster finally stopped on a small terrace overlooking the castle gardens, he turned to Belladona, his face reflecting both patience and weariness. - “Belladona, we need to talk” - he said softly.

Belladona stopped beside him, her gaze cold and defiant. - “Talk about what, Aster? About how your sisters delight in pushing me aside every chance they get? About how you cast aside your subjects for an event for winged creatures?” - Her voice was laden with resentment, and her words were like poisoned darts.

“It's not like that, Belladonna” - Aster closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before answering - “They only want what's best for the kingdom, and for their safety, they thought it would be best to expose as little as possible to our subjects, anything can be a threat at this point, you know that.”
“they have always seen me as a threat” - Belladona complained, taking a step towards him, closing the distance between them - “Is that how you see me too Aster?”

Aster felt trapped, Belladona's closeness increasing his discomfort. - “No...of course not” - he replied nervously - “I have always considered you a friend, and while I understand that my sisters may not see you the same, I do ask that you at least try to avoid further quarrels with them.”

Belladonna gritted her teeth noticeably angry, clearly struggling to contain her pride - “Then perhaps I'm not the one who needs to open the eyes here, Aster. Maybe it's you who doesn't see the reality of your own situation.”

Aster averted his gaze, feeling the weight of Belladonna's expectation and the pressure of the responsibilities he carried on his shoulders. - “Easy for you to say” - he sighed - “Everything is at stake now Belladona. My duty to the kingdom, the tranquility of our inhabitants, and now with this curse...” - he confessed, his voice laden with sincerity and pain.

Belladonna rolls her eyes in irritation - “ And what about what's at stake for me, Aster? You could save yourself all that trouble if you had listened to me from the beginning” - Her voice was laden with frustration, and the space between them seemed to shrink even more. - “But no, you preferred to leave the kingdom and trust the first mare your sisters pointed out to you. You don't even know her, please.”

Aster felt the pressure building. He knew he had to be clear, but also aware of the delicacy of the moment - “I understand what you mean, but it's not fair to blame Blooming and Shinning for everything. They are only trying to protect what they think is best for the kingdom and for me” - his tone was conciliatory, but there was a palpable nervousness in it.

Belladonna didn't pull away, her expression changing to something softer, almost vulnerable - “they know nothing about protecting you, much less the kingdom, otherwise why do you think there's a curse threatening the magic and sustainability of this one in the first place?” - her voice grew softer, but the reason in her words made Aster tense, he said nothing.

She moved dangerously close until their noses touched, Aster was frozen in place- “Someday, Aster, you will see that the answers have been right in front of you all this time”- with those crude words, she pulled away abruptly and turned around to start walking away with high, slow steps, waiting to hear the call on the steed's part that would make her back away, back to him.

It never came...

As Belladona walked away, Aster felt something in him shudder, as if Belladona's resentful words had left a mark that would not so easily fade from his memory.

What If I Get Too Used To This?

Rainbow Dash walked with her fellow Wonderbolts through the wide corridors of Canterlot Castle, their hooves echoing rhythmically against the polished marble. The echo of their footsteps mingled with the murmur of conversations, creating a unique symphony that bounced off the walls adorned with historic tapestries and gleaming armor. The golden rays of the celestial sun seemed to chase Rainbow as she advanced, as if to illuminate the secrets she so jealously guarded.

Spitfire, with her characteristic bearing, led the discussion about new routines for the upcoming tour. Her voice, full of enthusiasm and authority - “...And then, right after the spiral spin, Fleetfoot, you'll do a swoop while Thunderlane does spins around you. It will be spectacular, I assure you” - The other Wonderbolts nodded and commented excitedly, but to Rainbow, Spitfire's words sounded distant, as if coming from the bottom of a tunnel.

Her eyes, normally bright and focused, now wandered restlessly down the hallway. Every nook and cranny, every door ajar, every side corridor became a possible escape route.

“Guys” - she began, trying to make her voice sound light and casual. - “I think I need a moment” - All eyes turned to her, and Rainbow felt the weight of their gazes dig into her fur. She swallowed saliva, forcing a smile that she hoped looked carefree.
“Is everything all right, Rainbow?” - High Winds asked, her tone somewhere between curious and concerned, as if sensing something wasn't right.
“Yeah, it's just that I just remembered I left something important in my room” - she continued, the words tumbling out of her mouth. - “I don't want to forget, so I'm going to go get it and catch up with you guys in a little while, okay?” - There was a moment of silence, during which Rainbow felt her heart pounding so hard she feared the others might hear it.

Spitfire nodded, though Dash noticed a glint of concern in her eyes, a glint that did not go unnoticed. - “Sure, Dash” - the captain said, her tone carefully neutral, as if every word was measured so as not to alarm anyone. - “Don't take too long, we need to go over the details of the opening ceremony.”

With a nod, Dash broke away from the team, and as they rounded the corner of the hallway, an awkward silence fell over the group of Wonderbolts. The echoing of her hooves moving away seemed to take with them the joyous atmosphere they had shared moments before.

Spitfire dropped her gaze to the floor, frowning being the first to break the silence, her voice tinged with a concern she rarely showed. - “Has anyone else noticed that Dash has been.... different lately?” - Slowly the team members were nodding, their expression dropping noticeably at the idea.

High Winds moved forward slowly, her eyes still fixed on the spot where Rainbow had disappeared. - “It's like we're talking to a watered down version of herself” - she mentioned, her ears flopping back on her skull.

“I've tried talking to her,” - Soarin added, his voice laden with frustration and concern. - “But every time I get close, it's like I put up an invisible wall. The Dash we know has never been so... evasive.” - It pained him to admit it, but the truth was undeniable.
“She's always been able to handle pressure. This seems... different.” - Fleetfoot concluded, watching her companions with a mixture of sadness. - “Something has changed and I can't quite figure out what it is.”
“What worries me most is that she won't rely on us to help her,” - Surprise said, her tone noticeably subdued, a contrast to her usual energy. - “If she can't count on us, who else?” - A heavy silence followed her words. Each of the Wonderbolts was immersed in their own thoughts, unwilling to think about the answer to that hard question.

It was as if something invisible stood between them and the real Rainbow Dash, and try as they might, they couldn't break through it. It's very hard to help someone who doesn't know how to ask for help, worse when not knowing they need it.

“Whatever it is” - Spitfire finally said, straightening her shoulders, her posture regaining some of its usual authority - “we must be vigilant. I don't want this to get worse and maybe...” - she paused briefly, as if weighing her words. - “in time, she will open up to us.” - The others nodded, though the concern did not leave their faces. As they resumed their walk again.

When she was sure she was a safe distance away, Rainbow Dash stopped, resting her hooves on the firm ground. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with fresh, clean air, allowing herself a moment of respite. In front of her stretched a landscape she had always loved: the majestic towers of the castle rose skyward, reflecting the sunlight in a display of a thousand vibrant colors, in the center of her view loomed Ponyville. She smiled unconsciously, how she wished she had not left there for that week.

At that moment, the beauty of the panorama felt distant, she knew she had to return to that room, the same room where she had been cared for as Moonflower. The irony was not lost on her; it was strange how a simple spell, a fleeting illusion, had unleashed a whirlwind of emotions that had thrown her into a chaos of difficult decisions and inner conflict.

How could something so ephemeral alter reality so much? I wonder if I could ever regain the clarity I had lost.

But she couldn't waste any more time, she couldn't keep running away from what she really felt. But, for a moment longer, she allowed herself to enjoy the view, the freedom that the present moment offered her, clinging to the hope that, perhaps, she would find her way back to herself.

With a quick glance to make sure she was alone, Dash spread her wings and soared gently. She flew glued to the castle walls, taking advantage of shadows and architectural protrusions to hide.

As she flew, her mind frantically went over what she was going to say, because yes, she didn't have the slightest idea what or how she was going to say it, she wasn't even sure why she was the one who summoned them in the first place, but what's done is done, and it's best to pull the weeds out by the roots.

Since the accident, she had been thinking a lot about her decisions. Nearly losing her life had given her a different perspective, one she was still trying to understand. As she flew still close to the castle wall, the events began to replay in her mind.

Finally, she reached the window of the room where she had been treated as Moonflower the day before after the fight in the central plaza, she felt anxiety tighten in her chest. She knew she had to be careful, that she had to measure her words, as she didn't want to cause any more trouble, but she couldn't let things be misinterpreted any further either. With a last glance at the sky and cautiously, she slipped inside, landing softly on the marble floor.

The room was empty, illuminated by the light filtering through the semi-transparent curtains, creating a soft golden glow that danced across the walls. Dash approached the closet, which was half-open, revealing a clutter of garments and accessories, one that she had caused the night before by searching for a garment that would hide her in plain sight, a soft, comfortable garment that had brought her strange comfort, though also a brief discussion with Soarin that morning.

She closed the closet and was surprised to see herself in front of it. A mirror...which adorned the spacious closet, she stepped back and closed her eyes for some reason. A few knocks on the door caused them to open instantly, Moonflower looked back at her from the mirror before Dash turned in the direction of the door.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm the blood pressure vibrating in her veins. Opening it, she came face to face with Blooming Rose and Shining Marigold. The sisters passed, their hooves echoing softly against the marble floor.

Blooming Rose was the first to break the silence. - "We were surprised by your call, you know"-she took a moment to observe Rainbow Dash before speaking. - "I guess it must be important."

Dash moved forward, closing the door behind her. - "Yeah, something like that. I think it's time we cleared some things up" -she said in a serious but calm tone.

Shining Marigold arched an eyebrow. - "You mean explain where you went after your outburst, or why you came to my room late at night yesterday?" - Blooming glanced sideways at her sister at her last question.

Rainbow felt a twinge of irritation, but tried her best to remain calm - "I'm aware that my attitude with you hasn't been the best, and do you want the truth, I wasn't even trying hard to make it so" - she looked at them and took a breath - "I wanted you to get tired of me and be convinced that I'm not the one to solve your curse, because sometimes it seemed like even you don't know if I'm the right one for this."

"No one forced you to accept this role" - interrupted Shining Marigold, her voice seriously dry - "and if we've had doubts it's because we mainly don't know you at all and you haven't done the easiest job either."
"I don't know you guys at all either and yet I agreed to help your kingdom" - Dash answered still keeping her composure - "And I don't regret having agreed to help, that's not the point, it really is a delicate situation in which there are ponies suffering, and they are just the reason why I'm still in this" - Shinning opened her eyes, surprised by Dash's frankness.

Finally, Blooming Rose spoke up, her voice softer but still cautious - "We appreciate your willingness in spite of everything Rainbow. But we need to know if we can count on you. The tour is about to start, and we can't afford any more... incidents or arguments over anything."

Dash hesitated - "I know. And that's why I wanted to talk to you" - the two sisters looked at her - "I need you to understand that, although I am committed to this mission, I also need some space to be myself, to be heard and to take my opinion into account before your decisions."

Shining Marigold frowned, her eyes scrutinizing Rainbow Dash's face - "What exactly do you mean by 'be yourself'? Haven't we allowed you control of Moonflower the last few hours?"

"Yes...but agh" - Rainbow Dash took a deep breath, searching for the best way to tell them what she thought. It was clear she wasn't very good at resolving conflict through dialogue - "What I mean is...being Moonflower, constantly keeping up this facade, is affecting me more than I thought it would. I still don't know how to be her without a part of me feeling... lost" - she averted her gaze, surprising herself as the honesty of her words had shown more than she had planned to show - "I'll make a mistake sooner or later if it continues like this."

Blooming Rose exchanged a worried glance with her sister before turning to Dash, noting the fragility with which she had spoken. - "I understand that this has been difficult to deal with in such a short time Dash. And perhaps we have made mistakes in our handling of things" - she admitted, her voice lower and reflective - "but you must understand that the success of this mission depends on keeping your identity a secret. We can't risk anyone discovering the truth."

Shining Marigold, though still visibly tense, let out a sigh and nodded as well - "Perhaps we have been too controlling in our concern for the kingdom and, whether you want to believe it or not, for you as well." - her tone softened - "We want you to be a part of this because we believe you can make a difference, and don't go upsetting, but don't think we chose you without first making sure we knew who you were."

Rainbow Dash felt a lump in her throat and pricked up her ears "had she been investigated? 'At what point'?". She shook her head - "the point here is, I can't do this if I feel constantly watched and questioned. I need to be seen as an ally, not a tool or a potential threat." - she said, her voice softer now, less defensive - "I won't stab at your trust, I give you my word, besides, I've saved Equestria more times than I can count, and while this is different, I think my experience could be valuable."

Shining Marigold sighed, her expression softening slightly. Blooming resumed speaking - "I suppose we've all made mistakes in how we've handled this situation" - The sisters exchanged another look before nodding slowly - "We'll try to be more transparent with you. We only ask that you give us the same chance and trust us as well."

Dash took a deep breath, feeling a small part of her tension begin to dissipate. - "Okay. Let's give it a try" - she finally agreed. The sisters exchanged understanding-laden glances, sensing that, despite the difficulties, they were ready to forge a new chapter in their relationship.

After a moment of reflection, Blooming Rose frowned, as if something had clicked in her mind. - "Rainbow"-she began, choosing her words carefully-"you mentioned that you're worried that you might not be able to be Moonflower one hundred percent. That you might make a mistake, right?".

Rainbow Dash, surprised by the unexpected turn of the conversation, arched an eyebrow. Her rainbow mane shook slightly as she tilted her head, intrigued. - "Eeehhhh, yeah, I said so" - she replied, her tone a mixture of confusion. She paused, searching for the right words. - "I mean, I can fake it to some extent, but I'm an athletic pegasus, not a refined mare."

Shining Marigold exchanged a glance with her sister before speaking. - "Maybe" - she began, her voice soft but firm - "we could help you with that. We've been expecting you to simply adapt without recommending the guidance you need. That's been a mistake on our part."

Blooming Rose eagerly moved forward, a broad smile lighting up her face. - "Exactly! We could do a little training!" she suggested, her voice charged with excitement. - "Before the trip, we could help you refine some aspects, to be more elegant and feminine, like Moonflower."

"Training?" - she repeated, as if the word was a foreign concept. - "How exactly?" - One part of her, the competitive part to be exact, was always up for a challenge. But another part, the part that valued her identity and her lifestyle, felt uneasy. It wasn't exactly what she'd had in mind when she'd asked for more control over the situation.
"Let's start with the basics. The art of walking gracefully is fundamental for a lady" - Blooming explained, her eyes sparkling with determination. - "If you want to convince everyone that you're Moonflower, you'll have to walk like her. Every step must be a statement of elegance and refinement."

Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow, clearly wary. - "Walk?" - She repeated, a hint of arrogance coloring her voice. - "It's no big deal. I'm a Wonderbolt, remember? I walk and fly all the time."

Shining Marigold exchanged an amused glance with her sister before letting out a soft laugh. - "Well, let's see if you're still thinking the same thing when you're wearing this."

Before Rainbow could process what was happening, Blooming Rose approached with something she had pulled out of the closet. In her hooves rested a dress of a light green, with intricate embroidery that glittered like stars in the sunlight. The fabric seemed fluid as water, promising a softness and lightness that contrasted with its obvious elegance.

But what really caught Rainbow's attention were the accessories that accompanied the dress. Blooming, with a smile that mixed amusement and anticipation, showed her a pair of shoes that looked like something out of another world. They were high heels, black as night, with a toe so thin it seemed to defy physics. The surface shimmered almost hypnotically, reflecting the sunlight.

Rainbow Dash looked at the garments, her eyes moving from the dress to the heels and back again. For a moment, it seemed the words had left her.

“This has to be a joke” - she finally muttered, her voice a mixture of disbelief and a hint of fear. She picked up the garments and looked at them as if they were pieces from another plane. But at the sisters' expectant looks, she had no choice, and with a sigh of resignation that sounded more like a grunt, she began to put on the outfit.

Rainbow Dash, sheathed in the elegant dress, teetered on the high black heels. Her usual confidence was gone, replaced by intense concentration and mounting frustration.

Blooming Rose, standing a few feet away, watched with a mixture of amusement and empathy. - “Remember, Rainbow” - she instructed, her voice soft but firm - “the key is to keep your back straight and your chin up. Imagine there's an invisible thread pulling your head skyward.”

Rainbow Dash frowned, trying to process the instructions as she struggled to keep her balance. She took a step forward, then another, her paws shaking slightly. For a moment, it looked like she had succeeded, but as she took the third step, her ankle buckled and she fell sideways onto the suit carpet.

“Yuck!” - Rainbow growled, blowing a lock of her rainbow mane out of her face. - “How is anyone supposed to walk around with these things, who created this torture in the first place?”
“You have to stop thinking like Rainbow Dash” - said Shinning - “You have to feel like Moonflower. Every step, every move. It's a matter of getting used to it.”

Blooming couldn't hold back a giggle, which she tried to disguise with a cough. - “Come on, Rainbow” - she encouraged her, extending a hoof to help her up. - “No one is born knowing. We stumbled many times in the beginning, too.”

Rainbow Dash took the offered hoof, getting up with a frustrated sigh. - “Easy for you to say” - she muttered, but there was a spark of rivalry in her eyes. She wasn't about to let a pair of simple shoes knock her down that easily.

As Rainbow prepared for another attempt, Blooming Rose began to walk in circles around her. She had put on similar heels so she could demonstrate the correct technique to Dash. - “Watch how I move my hips” - she explained. - “It's a subtle movement, but it makes all the difference. Think of it as a slow, graceful dance, don't think about what you're wearing, think about how it makes an impact.”

Rainbow Dash watches closely and tries to imitate it. She managed to take three steps without stumbling, a small victory considering she hadn't gone more than two since they had been practicing for about 30 minutes.

“That's it!” - Blooming exclaimed, clapping enthusiastically. - “You're following it. Now, try to turn slowly, the other way.”

Rainbow attempted the turn slowly to avoid stumbling. Blomming in her enthusiasm for the demonstration and in order to grab Dash in case she stumbled again, she moved closer to her, perhaps too close. Her front paw got tangled in the long tail of the pegasus's dress and with a muffled yelp, she fell backwards, landing with a soft thud on the ground. Dash staggered a little at the movement that shook her slightly, but she kept her balance.

At that moment, Shinning, came over laughing, wanting to help his sister. However, in her attempt to get closer, she lost control and fell, dragging Dash with her. The three mares fell to the ground in a whirlwind of laughter and tangled paws.

“This definitely wasn't in the plan!” -Blooming managed to say with a chuckle, shaking her head as she rose gracefully to her feet.
“I guess we need... more practice” - Dash said with a chuckle, looking at Blooming.
“And on less rigorous ground” - Shinning mentioned, wiping away some tears that gathered in the corners of her eyes caused by the moment.

Rainbow Dash, still laughing, nodded to herself. - “At least now I know I'm not the only one who can make a fool of myself in these shoes” - she joked.

When the laughter finally subsided and both mares stood up and took a break. Shining Marigold approached with an enigmatic smile, in her hooves she carried an elegant briefcase which, when opened, revealed an impressive assortment of cosmetics and face accessories.

“Well, Rainbow” - began Shining, her voice soft but determined - “it's time to move on to the next lesson: personal presentation.”

Rainbow Dash looked at the briefcase with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. - “Uh, are you sure we need all that stuff?”- I look at her with some nervousness at her idea of making her up - “I mean, a shower is enough for me to be ready so...”

Shinning laughed softly. - “Oh dear, the appearance of someone in Moonflower's position must be flawless. But don't worry, we'll start with something simple.”

“Define ‘simple’” - Dash muttered, looking with growing unease at the amount of products in front of her.

Shining began working on Rainbow's face, her hooves moving with expert precision as she applied different products. She began by applying foundation, then eyeliner, blush, and lipstick. - “The secret...” - she explained as she worked around the pegasus - “is in enhancing your natural features, not transforming you into someone completely different” - Dash, uncomfortably, felt herself being transformed, having no idea what was happening.

She kept still, though her expression oscillated between curiosity and nervousness - “Are you sure you're not turning me into an abstract painting, because you're taking too long and I don't want to look like a clown.”

Shining laughed, appreciating Rainbow's humor. - “You just trust the process. Makeup is like magic: subtle but powerful when used correctly.”

As Shining worked, Bloomiing noticed the tension in Rainbow's shoulders and announced herself - “You know” - she began, her voice soft and relaxed - “this isn't about changing who you are. It's about giving you tools to express yourself in different ways depending on the situation, that's what Moonflower does.”

Rainbow seemed to relax a little at these words, a little - “I guess that makes sense.”

Shining, in a delicate motion, applied a light foundation that blended with Rainbow's natural skin tone, creating an even surface. - “For a natural finish, look for a foundation that matches your skin tone and isn't too heavy” - she explained, with a touch of translucent powder to set the foundation and prevent shine. - “Translucent powder is like a magic veil that keeps your makeup in place all day.”

Then, with a black eyeliner, she outlined Rainbow's eyes, creating a more defined look. - “Eyeliner is like the frame of a painting, it defines your eyes and gives them depth or intensity to the look, it depends on what you want to achieve. If you want a softer look, you can use a lighter eyeliner or even an eyeliner pencil.” - she explained, with a touch of dark shadow in the crease of the eyelid to give depth to the look. - “Dark shadow in the crease is like a touch of mystery that enhances the natural beauty of your eyes, especially if they're big and light, like yours.”

With a touch of pink blush on Rainbow's cheeks, Shining gave her face a pop of color. - “Blush always brings life to your face. Apply it on the apples of the cheeks for a natural look. You can use different shades depending on your skin tone.” - she explained, then applying a touch of highlighter on the cheekbones and cupid's bow for a subtle glow. - “The highlighter is like a touch of light that seals the look on the face. You can apply it on the cheekbones, cupid's bow and bridge of the nose for a more luminous look, even on the eyelids alongside shadows.” - Dash stood attentive to everything Shining told her, not saying a word. Though she couldn't help but think it was too much, and it was scary to see what her face was looking like right now.

Finally, with a cherry red pencil and lipstick in the same shade, Shining completed Rainbow's look. - “Red lipstick will give you confidence. You can wear a lighter shade for a more natural look or a darker shade for a more intense look.” - She explained, with a touch of gloss in the center of the lips for a more voluminous effect. - “The gloss in the center and the contour of the pencil allow you to create an effect that makes your lips look bigger and more voluptuous.”

When she finally turned Dash toward the mirror, the colorful pegasus was speechless. Her reflection showed a more feminine version of herself, extremely feminine: her eyes were highlighted in a subtle but striking way with dark, shimmering shadows, her cheekbones were outlined in a darker shade while a translucent cherry red decorated her cheeks and nose tip, which was also contoured and had some highlighter, as did the tear trough of her eyes, and her lips, enhanced in a shade too red for her taste, didn't look like the ones she knew.

And while she had to admit that Shinning had done a very good job of taking her time, she couldn't help but be horrified. She looked like a parody version of herself, a caricature of what she considered feminine. She screamed, the sound of her own voice echoing in the space of the room.

“What is this?” - exclaimed Rainbow, incredulous and shocked, she had expected a less exaggerated result.

Shining laughed, her laughter light and infectious. - “It's the picture of female perfection... according to me.”

Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow in disbelief, slowly turning to Shinning - “According to you?”- Rainbow, with a quick motion, picked up a makeup brush as a mischievous glint crossed her gaze. - “You're going to pay for this!”

Without a second thought, Rainbow lunged towards Shinning, brandishing the brush as if it were a sword. Shinning, despite her surprise, reacted quickly and began running around the room, laughing loudly as Dash chased after her. Every time Dash was about to catch up to her, Shinning managed to escape with a teleportation spell.

They both ran around the room, dodging furniture, laughing as if they were two little foals again. The situation had an absurd air about it, but Dash felt relaxed, as if, for a moment, the worries about the curse and her role in all this would vanish.

Finally, they both stopped, breathing hard with the effort, and Dash, still in exaggerated makeup, plopped down in a chair, laughing loudly.

“Okay, okay. I admit, it was funny,” said Dash, wiping away a few tears of laughter - ”But please take this off before someone sees me like this.”

Shinning, still smiling broadly, nodded as she began to remove Dash's makeup. Gently, she slid the damp cloth across her face, removing the overdone paint she had applied moments before.

-“You know” - Shinning said as she worked - “you don't look so bad after all, Dash. Just... too girly to be you.”

Rainbow Dash snorted, but there was something about the way Shinning had said it that made her think. - “Are you kidding, it was like seeing someone else, even Moonflower doesn't look like that” - She watched her reflection in the mirror as Shinning removed the last traces of makeup.

The unicorn seemed completely absorbed in the task - “It's not being someone else, Rainbow. It's learning to be versatile. You're not losing who you are, you're just... expanding who you can be.” - Shinning continued, in a softer, almost thoughtful voice.

“Exactly, it's adapting to the different forms you already have in your being,” - Blooming said, smiling as she passed more wet wipes to her sister. - “You, as Rainbow Dash, are amazing, but Moonflower is the one who can save us.”

Dash looked at her, unsure if that was a compliment or a warning. -“I guess I'm starting to get it” - she finally replied, not fully committing to the idea.

When Shinning finished, they both stared at the mirror. The reflection was more familiar now, but something still felt.... foreign.

-“Much better” - Dash muttered, more to herself than to Shinning.

Shinning smiled, satisfied. - “That's all we ask, Dash. And if you need help, we'll always be here to guide you.”

Blooming Rose, who had been watching Rainbow's transformation, decided it was the perfect time for the next lesson - “well, we've had plenty of time for transformations already” - she said, with an authoritative tone contrasting with the amused expression on her face - “It's time for you to practice your confidence affirmations”.

Rainbow frowned slightly. - “Confidence? That's no problem. I'm Rainbow Dash, after all, I have confidence to spare.”

Blooming enthused, appreciating the pegasus' attitude. - “True, but the confidence of a fancy lady is... different.” - Dash looked at her curiously - “In order to project confidence, you must first feel it. And sometimes, that requires you to say it out loud. Repeating it, until it becomes part of you.”

Dash raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled. - “What are you talking about?” -she asked, almost scoffing at the idea.

Blooming stood her ground. - “Let's do an exercise. I want you to repeat a few phrases that will help you connect with the most elegant and confident version of yourself.”

“Elegant and confident?” -Dash almost let out a laugh. - “I'm the coolest pony in all of Equestria. I don't need to repeat phrases to feel confident.”

Shinning smiled slightly, noticing the tension in Dash's shoulders. - “Precisely. We know, but Moonflower...” -she said with emphasis- “...has to project more than cool. She has to be the picture of royalty, a commanding yet serene presence.”

“Okay...” - Dash sighed - “What do I have to do?”

Blooming took a step forward, his face calm and confident. - “Just repeat after me. And say it with conviction.” - Dash looked at her with her classic determination - “I am beauty and grace.”

Dash's eyes widened, determination dropping in seconds. - “Excuse me?” -she asked incredulously.

“I am beauty and grace” - repeated Blooming, firmer this time. Urging her to repeat.

Rainbow Dash pursed her lips, almost feeling her pride screaming in protest, but she let it out. -“I am beauty and grace” - she muttered under her breath, not believing it for a second, like a scold. She bit her cheeks.

Shinning, watching from the side, shook her head. - “No, Dash. You have to feel it. Don't say it like you're teasing.”

Dash rolled her eyes and grunted, but decided to try again. This time, with a little more force - “I am beauty and grace.”

“Much better!” -Blooming exclaimed, giving her an encouraging smile - “Let's move on: I am worthy of admiration and attention.”

The sentences kept coming, each one more ridiculous than the last in Rainbow Dash's eyes. - “I am worthy of admiration and attention” - she repeated, though her sarcastic tone was barely restrained.

“My brilliance surpasses the stars because I am the image of royalty” - shouted Blooming with intensity, waiting for Rainbow Dash to repeat, as if she were a captain of the guard or commander, something similar to Sítfire, Dash thought.

Dash took a deep breath. This was pathetic. But she did it, because she knew she had to go through with the plan. -”My brilliance surpasses the stars because I am the image of royalty" - she said with conviction, though a mixture of annoyance and resignation were hidden in her tone of voice.

-"I am Moonflower, the definition of perfection” - Blooming finished, smiling with great satisfaction.

Dash, however, paused for a second. That last sentence made her feel strangely uncomfortable. -“I'm Moonflower...the definition of perfection" - she repeated in a somewhat muffled voice.

Blooming approached, her gaze steady and proud. - “Very good, Dash. You did perfect. Now... repeat it again in your mind, but this time, feel it, until it becomes more and more a part of you.”

“Precisely Dash, you have what it takes to be better than Moonflower, we could see that.” - Shinning said encouragingly as he approached both mares - “I think that's enough for today, tomorrow we'll teach you some etiquette, speech and charm. I think we can practice a little dancing, after all that you already have, however, we must practice magic.”
“Magic, how do they expect me to practice magic, I'm a pegasus” - Dash said as if it was obvious, and yes, it is.
“we are quite aware of that Rainbow, but don't you remember the magic horn we gave you that night we made the deal?” - Blooming asked with a hint of surprise in her voice.

Rainbow Dash was silent, her eyes narrowing as she tried to remember the night her deal with the sisters had been sealed. At the time, she hadn't been paying much attention. She was too focused on the urgency of the situation, but now that it was being mentioned, she was beginning to realize that she had overlooked something important.

“The horn?” - repeated Rainbow, a mixture of curiosity and surprise in her tone. - “Yes, I remember it... but I didn't think I'd have to use it for real.”

Shinning sketched a small smile as she nodded. - “Yes, precisely. The horn isn't just a symbol. It allows you to do basic magic, but we know it doesn't transform your nature as a pegasus.”

“I can't believe I didn't get more curious that night” - she muttered, mostly to herself. - “I mean, I was given a magic horn and I barely paid attention to it.”
“I don't blame you, I'll remind you that your fellow pegasus came for you,” - Blooming interjected, with a soft smile - “Don't worry, you won't have to cast complex spells or do anything impossible. It's more about control and knowing how magic works” - said Blooming, with a smile that, although reassuring, had a subtext that made Rainbow uneasy.
“All right,” -she murmured. - “We'll try tomorrow.”

Blooming and Shinning exchanged a smile, pleased with the progress. As Dash watched them, a mixture of bewilderment and determination came over her. The conversation had reached a lull. Shinning and Blooming seemed satisfied with the day's progress, while Rainbow Dash processed all that she had learned, and what she was yet to learn. Although she found all this training to be someone she wasn't surreal, she found herself, to her surprise, not as reluctant as she would have expected.

-“Well” - Shinning said, rising slowly, straightening up with a posture that seemed to scream elegance - “I think that about wraps it up for today. You need to rest up for what follows tomorrow. We'll meet after breakfast.”

Dash nodded, exhausted but more comfortable than she would have imagined. It had been a day full of discoveries and strange moments, but in the end, she felt like she had accomplished something...though she couldn't say exactly what.

As Blooming got up to follow her sister out the door, she paused as if remembering something. -“Ah, Rainbow” - she said, turning on her heel to look at her with that same soft expression that sometimes puzzled Dash - “We haven't discussed this before, but we think it's important for you to know.” - Dash arched an eyebrow, waiting. - “That about your accommodations.”

“My accommodations? I thought we'd already decided that.” - Dash looked at them somewhat confused
“The room you're in now... you know, here where we've been working on your training,”-Shinning gestured sweepingly with hee hoof toward the spacious, elegant room-"will be your accommodations while you're starring in Moonflower. You'll be here, near your fellow Wonderbolts.”

Dash blinked, surprised. - “Really?” - Rainbow asked, a smile forming on her lips. The thought of being close to her friends, even under the Moonflower disguise, filled her with relief - “I thought you said it was risky, I mean, aren't you worried they'll find out something if I'm this close to them?”

Blooming gave her a calm look back, but there was a glint in her eyes that Dash couldn't decipher. - “Don't worry, Rainbow. The unrecognition spell is very powerful. They won't see Rainbow Dash, they'll see Moonflower. So don't worry about that, we've got it under control” - Blooming indicated serenely - ”Just be careful with your Cutie Mark.”

-“Exactly” - confirmed Shining. - “And when you're Rainbow Dash, your room will be the one we indicated at the beginning, the one near our area.”

Rainbow blinked, processing the information. For a moment, she wanted to question the logic of this arrangement. After all, wouldn't it make more sense for “Moonflower” to be near the royal family? But then, a thought crossed her mind. Didn't the sisters realize that this arrangement would allow her to be close to her friends most of the time? A small smile formed on her lips, thinking she had discovered an unexpected advantage in the plan.

-“Okay” - said Rainbow, trying to hide her satisfaction. The sisters smiled pleased with the mare's positive response.

They headed for the door, with Blooming leading the way. Before leaving, Shinning turned one last time to Dash. - “We're so grateful for everything you're doing. We know it's not easy, but we believe that, little by little, you will adjust to your role. You may even feel... more comfortable being Moonflower than you imagine.” - Before leaving completely, the sisters placed the spell of unrecognition on her again.

She did not respond. Instead, she just watched them leave the room, their hooves echoing on the marble floor as they disappeared out the door.

Blooming Rose and Shinning Marigold walked through the wide halls of the castle, their hooves clacking against the marble as they made their way to their rooms. The air was still, almost too still for the burden they carried in their minds.

“Do you think we're doing the right thing?” -suddenly asked Blooming in a whisper, almost as if she feared the walls might hear her. Her eyes roamed the hallway, as if searching for answers in the silence.

Shinning, calmer than her sister, gave her a quick glance before returning her attention to the front. - “It's what we must do, Blooming. We can't afford to fail now” - Her words were firm, but there was no malice in her voice. Only determination.

Blooming bit her lip, thinking back over the last few hours. The truth was, she had enjoyed her time with Dash. Watching her try to walk in heels, failing awkwardly, and then sharing laughter had been a respite she hadn't experienced in a long time with someone other than Aster or Shinning. Deep down, though, she knew that every step they took with Dash, was one step closer to making her someone else.

“But...” -Blooming paused, stopping in the middle of the hallway and forcing Shinning to do the same- “Do you think she might suspect something, after all she's still Rainbow Dash. We can't change that, and we shouldn't want to either.”

Shining shook her head. - “No, I think she thinks we don't realize that we're giving her an apparent advantage” - Shinning sighed, her gaze softening slightly - “In time, her companions will get used to ‘Moonflower’, and she.... well, she'll adapt to her new role without even realizing it. It's what we were sent Blooming to do” - Shinning paused, lowering her voice - ”We're not here to destroy Rainbow Dash. But we do need Moonflower to be the one to take her place as we free our kingdom” - she held Blooming's gaze for long seconds - ‘ We just need the Bolts, by spending more time with Moonflower, to forget about Dash, so she'll forget about her too’

Blooming remained silent for a moment, processing her sister's words. She couldn't deny the logic in them. Though she felt they were playing with fire, she also knew they could not afford to hesitate now. The fate of their kingdom was at stake. She nodded slowly, “I know. But at the end of the day, when this is all over, I don't want the only Rainbow Dash left to be a shadow of the real one.”

-” Relax, after this is over, she can have her life back. We should be thankful with our luck” - Shinning continued, resuming her walk with Blooming following her - ”that Dash is willing to trust us enough to let us guide her through this. Even if she doesn't realize it, we're doing it for her sake too. If Moonflower succeeds, Rainbow Dash will too.”

“But we're doing it without her full knowledge about this” - Blooming whispered, more to herself than to her sister. Shinning heard her, but didn't respond right away. Deep down, they both knew there was a fine line they were crossing, though neither was willing to admit it fully. Blooming stood thoughtfully for a moment, her steps slower than her sister's, a part of her still resistant to the idea of manipulating the loyalty of someone as valuable as Rainbow Dash, even if it was for the greater good.

Shinning paused again, this time turning fully towards her sister - “ Blooming, in the end she'll know that everything we did was to save our kind. And to help her be the best version of herself.” - Shining stated, resuming her walk again, Blooming just stood there, unmoving. - “It's not manipulation, it's...Guidance.” - She finally said before turning the corner and disappearing.

Blooming let out a long, resigned sigh. Although she understood Shinning's logic and the mission given, she couldn't shake the small uneasiness that still lingered in the back of her mind. After all, it wasn't that serious, was it? They were just helping Dash fit into the plan, to make her feel less of an outsider.

She just had to get used to Moonflower and the life destined to be. Maybe, in time, she wouldn't even notice.

Author's Note

finally, I revived, it was a lot of fun to do this chapter, I hope the next one will keep that line, I have some ideas so... :twilightsmile:

I also appreciate if you have some, you can tell me by comments or by internal, I have no problem with it. The idea is that you enjoy the reading and development of this story, I try to include it somehow as long as it adds value to the plot, as it was in the case of JBlaser with this specific chapter.

Thank you very much as always, it's something that I think I will never get tired of saying, especially for your patience with me.

See u. :heart:

You Bet on my Intentions.

The afternoon was spreading in Canterlot like a silk veil, a soft and golden fabric that slipped over the city, advancing in a way as lazy as it was magnificent. The sun was sinking gently into the horizon, decorating the sky with purple, pink and orange watercolors, beautifully tearing the eyes of the beholder in an ephemeral and inconceivable way. In one of the suites of the palace, Rainbow Dash, was alone, immersed in a sea of boredom, she felt like an endangered bird inside an expensive gold-plated cage, while her rich masters feed it, believing that in this way they will prevent it from eventually dying.

In the silence of the afternoon, the ticking of the clock, positioned in front of her bed, set the rhythm of her constant blinking, wishing that, as she closed her eyes, time would stop. Several hours had passed since lunch, and her suite was still bathing in the warm afternoon light. Waiters had arrived a few hours ago, bringing her lunch by order of the royal family, as she took the tray and thanked them for returning to her suite, she noticed that, among the silverware, there was a discreetly wrapped note from the royal sisters to her.

"Hello Dash, we write you hereby to tell you not to worry about your presence among the Wonderbolts during lunch, Shinning has taken Rainbow Dash's body under the changeling spell to make sure your friends don't look for you or worry about you. So relax and enjoy your lunch, we'll come see you later.

Blooming Rose & Shinning Marigold"

When she read the note, a sigh of relief had escaped her lips. At least that solved the dilemma of her sudden "escape," although now that she thought about it she never came back after that.

Now, she found herself lying on her stomach on the wide bed, her eyes wandering between the empty plates she had left positioned on a nearby small table and the large room, analyzing it closely, more so than she normally would, as she had never had so much free time to waste her time studying an elegant and simple room, too much for her preference.

She had always loved being awakened by the first rays of the sun, feeling the golden light penetrate her placid and desired slumber was the only practical method that didn't make her cranky about getting up early. She also enjoyed the night breeze that brought with it the scent of the moonlit night, but in this suite, a huge closet blocked part of that wonderful view, blocking that intimate contact with the sky she enjoyed so much. She wrinkled her nose.

She also managed to analyze the fact that there was a desk placed next to the closet that seemed to break with the harmony of the dreamy atmosphere she had always imagined, although she didn't plan to use it in the least considering she only had two days left there. The layout of the space was not to her liking and she was just thinking about it too much as a result of the boredom and laziness that was invading her.

She dismantled the pose she held on the bed to get up and approach the closet; the only thing she recognized as her own was the need to move, to do something. She opened both doors and let out a sigh that provoked an unplanned descent of her shoulders, she only glimpsed garments and accessories that contradicted her tastes, the mere idea of having to be constantly looking for combinations of clothes that would cover her cutie mark, just to keep the vest provided by the spell of unrecognition, was exhausting, she had never seen herself in that situation by herself, usually Rarity was the one who analyzed her preferences and proposed combinations that suited her, that ended up really satisfying her. She missed those moments.

“Well” - she muttered to herself, stretching her wings with a slight rustle - “I guess I have plenty of time to make some changes around here” - and with a renewed determination, she started moving the desk and rearranging the suite to her liking just with the excuse of killing time, although if asked she would say it was to optimize and better manage the space, it sounded nicer and fake to convince someone not to ask more questions.

Then she started working on the huge and heavy closet; this one did cost her more physical effort, and although she was much stronger compared to an average mare, she remained a mare. She pushed herself with the flapping of her wings and managed to move it just two centimeters to the other side, a little light and breeze filtered over her tired body.

She slumped for a few minutes - “If anyone had told me a week ago that I would be doing this, I would have laughed in their face at the absurdity” - she said aloud, shaking her head with a wry smile. She couldn't help but think how ridiculous it was to accommodate a room she would only be in for two days.

Suddenly, her attention was interrupted by a sound caused by knocking on her door, which startled her a little. “It's probably Blooming and Shinning, they said they would come” She quickly got up and walked to the door with a mixture of anticipation, but when she opened it, she didn't meet them.

“Hey, Moonflower!” -Fleetfoot's enthusiastic voice echoed across the threshold, her tone carefree and characteristic- “we came to see how you were-” On the other side of the door, Fleetfoot and Soarin were planted in front of her, smiling nonchalantly.

In a move that seemed to defy all laws of physics, Moonflower spun around on herself, pushing the door partially closed, hiding most of her body behind it - “Guys, hi...” -she said nervously - “What a... what a surprise. I wasn't expecting you guys, how did you know I was here?” -she asked, trying to sound casual, though her voice betrayed a slight uneasiness.

Fleetfoot and Soarin exchanged confused glances before Soarin replied - “the royal sisters announced during lunch that this would be your room for these two days” - Soarin explained calmly.

Dash felt a pang of confusion hitting her brain. Why announce something so trivial? It was just a room change, why all the fuss and attention to that?

“You didn't know?” - Fleetfoot said as she noticed the sudden silence that apparently flooded the mare's mind. She arched an eyebrow in her direction.
“oh...yeah, right” - she said in a casually stilted tone - “I just didn't think they were going to announce something as simple as a room change” - Moonflower finally said, sharing part of her thoughts with them.
“Well, you know how royals are, they've always been led to believe that the slightest thing they do is important enough to be announced” - Fleetfoot's thoughts spoke aloud. Soarin gave her a hard look at this and tapped her side - “ahem...no offense” - she apologized as she noticed how direct she had been.

Moonflower blinked - “I'm not offended, after all I'm not part of royalty” - she said in a paused tone as she sensed the stillness - “in fact I think I might agree with what you're saying” - she mentioned, noting some reason in what Fleetfoot was saying, since, in what she had interacted with the royal family, she had managed to perceive how important reputation was for them, keeping up appearances and being constant in events, she also perceived how they were instilling in her the art of hogging attention even in the most insignificant action, like, in this case, changing rooms.

“makes sense” - said Soarin - “but you will be soon won't you?” - he asked suddenly. Moonflower cast a confused look at his question, arching an eyebrow as she didn't understand what he was referring to. He noticing this formulated his point better - “I mean being part of royalty. You said you weren't involved, but being Aster's fiancée, in theory, sooner or later you will be.”

...Damn, he's right

His analysis undoubtedly cut Moonflower's vocal cords, who's eyes widened as she realized this detail she hadn't even taken the time to consider before.

She forced a smile and preferred not to say anything, ambiguously disengaging herself from the subject and putting those thoughts aside for another time. She forced herself to remain calm - “it seems a bit inappropriate to be talking like this, I would invite you in, but could you give me a few minutes, please, I have to get dressed” - she answered, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the idea.

Both pegasus looked at her strangely, as if the idea of someone wanting to put on clothes was unnecessary - “get dressed? What for?” - Fleetfoot asked with her typical nonchalance. Normally, a pony didn't wear clothes, but it was clear that Moonflower was different, after all, they always saw her with something fancy on. To Dash, however, the reason was clear. Fortunately for Moonflower, Soarin interrupted before she managed to think of an explanation.

“Don't worry Moonflower, we'll wait for you” - He said quickly while throwing another disapproving glance at Fleetfoot's impulsiveness, which watches him with a poker face as he shook his head. The sight struck Dash as funny, Moonflower let out a brief chuckle at the typical behavior of the two pegasus in front of her.

Giving no further response, she closed the door with a soft click and leaned against it - “That was close enough” - she murmured, and hurried to search through the closet, her hooves nervously scouring the rack until her hooves landed on the soft silk of a red wine-colored blouse with long, arm-tight sleeves and a plunging, heart-shaped neckline, with delicate layers embroidered in silver thread at each end; she breathed in deeply, letting the fresh, clean scent of the fabric envelop her. The fabric, light as a petal, promised her a comfort that contrasted with the emotion that intoxicated her.

The lower part consisted of a medium short, closed skirt that fell in soft pleats from the waist, flowing in a deep black tone with silver lace details forming patterns over the lower hem of the skirt, as if trying to mimic the infinite descent of the night and the stars. The skirt, in conjunction with the blouse, created a dramatic visual harmony that made her stand out. Rainbow grimaced, but she couldn't see any other options that she liked well enough, plus she didn't have much time so she just put on the outfit.

With one last glance at the mirror, she made sure everything was in place before opening the door again. - “Ready, sorry to keep you waiting” - she announced, with a smile that tried to be carefree, as she took a step back to let them into the room.

Upon seeing Moonflower, both Fleetfoot and Soarin were stunned. Fleetfoot was the first to regain her composure with her usual animated attitude. -"Wow! You look amazing, Moonflower!” - she exclaimed, her voice full of admiration. Dash felt the blush take over her cheeks and turned her head in the other direction - “leave some for the others Right?” - She said as she walked deeper into the suite, a mischievous glint in her eyes, though genuinely impressed. Moonflower laughed nervously as a slight sense of trepidation and discomfort crept through her body.

Soarin, on the other side, was speechless, his eyes wide as he contemplated the effect the outfit had on her, his mouth was slightly half-open, as if he was trying to say something, but couldn't find the words. Finally, after a long second, Soarin cleared his throat and followed Fleetfoot inside, trying to regain his composure.

“What were you doing before we arrived?” - asked Fleetfoot, stopping in the middle of the room, noticing the misplaced furniture and an empty plate next to the bedside table.
“Well I was just managing the space a bit” - replied Moonflower as she ran a hoof across the table surface, as if considering something - “I was in the middle of moving the closet when you arrived” - she pointed to it and closed the door behind herself to approach.

Soarin looked at the closet, then crossed glances with Fleetfoot before turning his attention back to Moonflower, a worried expression crossing his face. - “That looks too heavy for you” - he commented, frowning as he approached the closet.

Moonflower shrugged, trying to play it down. - “Don't worry, I can handle it” - and yes she could, but not in the way she would like, a small part of her knew she had underestimated the challenge - “I was just trying to bestow a personal touch to the room... besides, the closet was blocking some of the light from the window.”

Soarin, however, didn't seem entirely convinced - “Let me help you move it, there's no point in doing this by yourself.” - he spoke with a decisive tone, and even before Moonflower could protest, Soarin was already pushing the closet into its new location.

Moonflower sighed, knowing that nothing she could say would change his mind - “all right, thank you, Soarin” - the mare said, genuinely grateful.

As Soarin began to push the closet, Fleetfoot merely crossed her hooves and watched instead - “You know, if I were your Moonflower, I wouldn't bother wasting too much time making me feel at home.” - she watch her with slight concern, though trying to keep the mood light in conversation - “we don't have much time left here and that reminds me...” - she raised her eyebrows and cast a conspiratorial smile towards Moonflower - “We want to invite you out with the whole team. There's a party tonight in by downtown Canterlot.”

Moonflower blinked, surprised. - “A party?” - She repeated, feeling a mixture of disbelief and nervousness.

“Yes...” - Soarin interjected, still pushing the large piece of furniture, his voice echoing with excitement. - “It's our last night in Canterlot before the tour” - he explained, completing the movement of the closet and clearing the window area - “We thought it would be great to celebrate all together what do you say?” - With a final push, the piece of furniture was perfectly in place.

Dash felt a mixture of excitement and anxiety fluttering in her stomach. A party sounded great, just what she needed to distract herself from all this craziness. But at the same time, the complexities of her situation, the spell of unrecognition and all that being Moonflower entailed made her second guess her decision.

“aahmm, I... I don't know if it's a good idea” - she said slowly, hesitating, her mind working at full speed to find a convincing excuse - “I'm still feeling kind of tied up about.... well, you know.”

Fleetfoot rolled her eyes with an amused smile. - “Precisely why we're inviting you over, to get your mind off the whole thing. Just relax, have a drink, enjoy the music and seize the moment” - she said in a tone that tried to be persuasive.

Soarin nodded, with a sincere look. - “Exactly, you don't have to worry about doing much, it's the perfect place to de-stress from everything that's coming” - they both looked at her expectantly, as if their joy depended on her answer.

Moonflower sighed internally, thinking about how good it sounded, but also how complicated it would be to keep her identity. Normally she wouldn't miss the opportunity, in fact, she'd be the first to accept or propose a way out, but she knew her own limits and excesses in those areas and wasn't sure she wanted to involve Moonflower's identity in that.

Seeing the doubt on her face, Fleetfoot and Soarin decided to interrupt her thoughts. - “how about while you're thinking about it, you come with us to look for Dash? I'm sure she wouldn't miss something like this” - Fleetfoot suggested, with an encouraging smile. Moonflower felt her heart stop for a millisecond.

A twinge of anxiety made her eye twitch slightly as she heard her own name leave Fleetfoot's lips, but she quickly regained her composure - “all right” - she finally said, not thinking of another quick option for a response.

The stillness of the castle, with its almost palpable silence, the footsteps of the 3 pegasus set a pace that slowly advanced forward. Despite the calm atmosphere, Moonflower's mind wandered through other mazes.

“Blooming, Shinning do you hear me?” - Dash asked through the mental link. It wasn't the first attempt at communication she had tried to make, but the sisters weren't answering her and they were approaching towards the hallway where the royal family's rooms were located, her anxiety slowly growing between her lungs, cold sweat slowly dripping down from her forehead, like moisture on the cement walls encasing her fears in a dark cell at the bottom of the tartarus. - "Please answer me”- she pleaded again, has something happened to them? Why don't they answer? - Her anguished gaze, lost in the distance, swept over the intricate carvings adorning the columns, searching for a foothold in reality.

Suddenly, a sharp crash brought her out of her reverie. A crash against something solid, or someone to be precise - “Moonflower?” - Soarin's voice, deep and comforting brought her back to the earthly plane. His body, tall and burly, interposed in front of her, had collided with his chest. Beside him, Fleetfoot, watched her with concern and bewilderment - “What's wrong?” - Soarin asked, tilting his head to one side and taking a step back, giving the mare space. His tone was filled with a genuine concern that made her feel aware of the time that had passed inside her mind.

“What do you mean?” - Moonflower said in confusion, not knowing precisely what he meant since she wasn't even paying attention to the way they were going.

“We've been calling for you, but you weren't answering. You seemed... lost.” - Fleetfoot mentioned, lowering her voice involuntarily on her last word, as if that word reminded her of someone else.

“ah, excuse me for not hearing you, I was minding my own business” - she said, trying to sound calm - “Sometimes I lose track of time” - and with that she gave them a smile that, she hoped, would be enough.
“I see” - Fleetfoot said, with a sympathetic smile - “but you're feeling okay right?” - Moonflower sighed before answering.
“Yes, I'm fine” - she said as she gently affirmed with her head - “I was just a little distracted Were you telling me something?”

Soarin, with an inquisitive look, watched her carefully - “We were asking you how it went talking to the royal sisters” - Moonflower blinked, as if she was trying to channel the message correctly.

“ah well we talked and although... well, it wasn't easy at the beginning I did notice progress with them” - explained the pegasus. Her mind threw back several memories of that moment, a slight smile escaped her lips at the memory.

Fleetfoot, with a nod of approval, nodded - “It's good to know that you were able to talk calmly” - she said - “you see, that's what you needed” - without further ado, she made a gesture with her head indicating that they should continue.

As they resumed their passage through the corridors, Moonflower decided to break the silence, trying to distract the Wonderbolts while still mentally calling out to the sisters - “So, how did the idea for the party come about?” - She asked, looking for a topic to slow her pace a bit.

Fleetfoot smiled broadly, her corners quirked up in her cheeks before answering - “You know, last night before the tour, we wanted to relax before everything gets chaotic, plus...” - she made a brief pause that erased her smile - “we've noticed Dash has been weird lately. I mean, we know you don't know her, but you're far from it if her aloofness persists as it has been these days” - Moonflower felt a shiver run down her back.

“Weird?” - Moonflower asked curiously, although deep down, she knew exactly what they meant, guilt again gripped her heart.

Soarin, who was walking on her other side, nodded regretfully - “Yes, the truth is, she's been a bit distant from us. She's been quieter, less enthusiastic, and that's rare for her” - her friends' helplessness was internally conveyed in Dash.

“We thought that taking her to a party could help her relax, get back to her old self” - Fleetfoot added with a confident smile - “that's why, we need your support, Moonflower. If Dash refuses or digs through excuses, we need you to help us convince her” - she mentioned with a look of determination.

The knot in Moonflower's stomach threatened to destroy her organs. Her team wanted to help her, their intentions were genuine and the very idea twisted in her conscience. The situation was far more complex than they could imagine.

“Exactly, our mission is to get her to say ‘yes’ no matter what. okay?” - Soarin interjected, joining Fleetfoot's encouragement with an expectant look and a confident smile, one she couldn't refuse.

Finally, she gave a forced smile and nodded her head. -“Of course, I'll do my best,” - the two pegasus smiled brightly at Moonflower's willingness. With that determination, the group continued to move forward.

And so, Dash finished building the labyrinth from which she did not know the way out....

...Fortunately the sky gave her a clue, which immediately activated her senses and instantly perked up her ears.

The afternoon shadows hung thickly over Shinning's room, where she and Blooming Rose lay inert. The desk was overflowing, as if a hurricane had blown away the papers, pens and maps that lay jumbled on it. The air in the room felt almost palpable, only the monotonous ticking of the clock broke the silence, its hands advancing with an eerie precision that echoed a lengthening time.

... “Answer me please.”

The bodies of Blooming Rose and Shinning Marigold stood motionless, witnesses to the paperwork that seemed to multiply with the hours. Blooming Rose, her head resting on a map, snored softly, her breathing paced by the ticking of the clock beside her, while Shinning's head seemed to have found the perfect balance on her hoof, slowly resting her tired eyes. Sleep seemed to have succumbed to their energy as they rearranged the details of the tour. Echoes and voices crept like dreams into their minds, like stories that sleep told them after a week summarized in fatigue. Murmurs of indistinct words, like a new language.

“It's urgent, why don't answer?” - a distant but this time clearer voice crept into their minds, it was laden with impatience and anxiety.

Suddenly, Shinning became agitated. Her body, which had been motionless, became slightly tense with a start that roused her from a deep sleep. Her eyes, still lethargic, slowly opened - “What...?” - she murmured, barely raising her head.

Beside her, Blooming also began to stir, though more slowly and reactively - “What's going on?” - She asked with a yawn that spread throughout the room. Her eyes, still drowsy, rested on her sister, searching for an explanation.

“Please, we're close” - Dash's words, laden with desperation, echoed in their minds. The ears of both sisters tensed in an instant, their gazes resting on the opposite one in sheer terror. Reality rushed at them like an icy torrent, and the sense of danger shook them.
“Rainbow? what's wrong, where are you?”- replied Shinning in an alert tone, she rose from her seat immediately. Confusion stewed with panic building up in her chest.
“Shinning, at last... Thank heavens” - Dash said with great relief, her voice full of urgency that begged for help - ”It's urgent, I'm on my way with Fleetfoot and Soarin to my room, I need someone to take my place, NOW.” - The sisters exchanged a deep look, a flash of urgency that went beyond words. The gravity of the situation hovered over the horns that adorned their foreheads, which soon flashed at Dash's words.

The hallway leading to Rainbow Dash's room seemed to shrink with every step Moonflower took, as if the universe was conspiring to increase her anxiety. Despite the pressure in her chest, she felt somewhat comforted by the fact that the sisters had answered her, but she was troubled by the thought of what they might do after receiving her message, since her call had faded into an unanswered echo.

Finally, they arrived before the door, which seemed more imposing than she remembered. Soarin lifted a hoof and tapped gently on the wood, his gaze fixed on the door, as if he could will his way through it. An awkward silence took over the atmosphere, interrupted only by the faint whisper of the wind that crept through the open corridors.

Moonflower, impatient, cast a glance toward her accompanying - “What if she's not here? Or is she resting? - she asked with a tone that was intended to be innocent - “we should leave her and maybe...”

“Oh no, of course not” - interrupted Fleetfoot to Moonflower - “She's been cooped up all day 'resting” - thus or more impatient, she stepped forward and called again, this time with more force - “Come on Rainbow Dash, we know you're there” - exclaimed Fleetfoot, her voice charged with a mixture of exasperation and enthusiasm.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed from inside, and after what seemed like an eternity, the door slowly opened, revealing “Rainbow Dash”. Her multicolored mane slightly tousled and her narrowed eyes betrayed an interrupted rest, as if she had been in a deep sleep.

“Oh... hey, guys...” - She tried to sound nonchalant, but the slight stiffness and nervous tremor in her voice betrayed her effort - “What are you guys doing here?” - at that instant, Moonflower bit her lip, holding back a giggle at the small but obvious details that betrayed the fake Rainbow Dash. The way she moved, the way she avoided eye contact, it all seemed a little out of place, fortunately, she was the only one who noticed them.
“At last you show up, we just came to ask you out” - Fleetfoot said displaying a wide smile full of confidence - “We're going to a party in downtown Canterlot tonight and well, we thought you could use to join. what do you say?” - the mention of the party lit up the faces of her friends, while inside, the fake Dash's apprehension grew.

She blinked rapidly. She wasn't prepared for that kind of invitation, let alone had any idea how she was supposed to react, she searched Moonflower's gaze for an answer, but it was hard to decipher and her silence began to draw attention - “I... uh... I don't know. I'm not sure I feel like going to a party right now...” - The words had barely crossed her lips.

Before she could finish, Soarin rolled his eyes and approached her - “It's a joke isn't it?, since when do you miss a party?” - His expression was a picture of amazement and amusement, as one eyebrow rose at the pegasus' hesitation.

Dash, still struggling with her awkward position, hesitated, looking for a way out - “It's just that, well, we should reserve energies for the tour, and that's what I'm trying to do...”

“Reserving energy for you is staying cooped up all day?” - Fleetfoot interrupted, her tone infused with irony, as she threw a playful kick at Moonflower's side. A subtle signal that it was her time to coax her.

Moonflower, who had remained silent until now, unable to contain her amusement any longer, interjected with a mischievous grin - “Please, Dash ‘ - emphasizing that name in a way that could only be described as playful, one that only the mare in disguise could pick up on - ’Since when is anyone too tired to go to a party?” - The Dash imposter's eyes widened, catching the challenge implicit in Moonflower's words.

“Are you going, Moonflower?” - Dash asked, her tone now enveloping a tinge of defiance, as if Moonflower's response loaded the responsibility on her paws to make the final decision. It was a play on words that oscillated between a tug-of-war.
“Only if you go, of course” - Moonflower replied with an amused gleam in her eye that could not be ignored, switching roles with a subtle wink at the invitation of a game that could come to risk their identities. Her statement transformed the game, reversing the roles, making Dash the one who had to make the first move.

“Damn” Blooming thought to herself, contemplating the trance they were in - ‘You're supposed to help me, Rainbow Dash’ - she thought, channeling her recrimination towards the mental link that always kept them connected.

Rainbow Dash, however, seemed to have chosen a more playful path - “Though it may not seem like it, that's what I do” - she repeated, her voice resonating with a tone of mischief that, far from appeasing the turmoil in Blooming's heart, amplified it, seemingly purposefully ignoring the weight of the decision on Blooming - “I just help to keep you in the role.”

“How are you supposed to do that?” - Blooming questioned her, unaware of the pegasus' plans.
“A party wouldn't do you any harm, you know?” - Dash mentioned with amusement, who, after much thought, concluded that maybe going wouldn't be such a bad idea.

Soarin, interpreting the mare's silence as simple indecision, approached and, suddenly, passed a wing over the shoulders of the mare, who looked at him with a slight hint of surprise - “come on, don't be boring Dash, the party won't be the same without you” - the gesture of the steed visibly tensed the spine of the body Blooming was executing - “Besides, it's been a while since we spent some time together outside of training” - he said with a soft and persuasive voice that he hoped would work to convince her.

Moonflower, watching the scene, felt an unexpected pang in her chest, a tingling that pushed her insides inward, turning into a knot in her stomach. Her eyes narrowed slightly, fixating on the wing resting so comfortably on “Dash's” shoulder, Soarin's presence so close to “her” deepened her unease, but she couldn't figure out why.

With an effort to hide her discomfort, she raised her voice in a tone intended to be casual - “time together?” - Moonflower retorted, her sparkle-laden tone hiding a hint of sarcasm. - “Since when is a ‘time together’ considered a party? Isn't it supposed to be more like a fun time with each other?” - She declared.

Fleetfoot, catching a flash of tension in Moonflower's eyes, raised an eyebrow. Her gaze jumped from Moonflower to “Dash” and back to Soarin, she laughed - “How witty Moonflower. But seriously, Dash, how about you do us a favor and stop with the drama? Just come to the party, or we'll be late” - Her voice, light and friendly, sought to take the iron out of the situation that, for some reason, felt like it had ceased to be a simple invitation.

Blooming, still tense under Soarin's wing, cast a furtive glance at Moonflower - “What am I supposed to say now?” - She asked mentally, her inner voice tinged with panic and full of expectations boiling inside her.

“Say, that you're going to that party” - she replied calmly, her eyes never leaving the figure of “Dash” and Soarin - “and don't worry, I promise I won't leave you alone all night.”
“Well... all right, I'll go” - Dash relented, finally, though her voice betrayed some reluctance as she stirred somewhat uncomfortably at the touch of the steed's wing on her body.

-“It's settled then” - exclaimed Soarin, misinterpreting Dash's movement as a sign of acceptance. His embrace intensified, an unconscious gesture that spoke of his enthusiasm and assurance, as he shared a broad triumphant smile with Fleetfoot, who watched the scene with eyes sparkling with curiosity and amusement. Moonflower bit the inside of her cheeks.

“Hey, Moonflower...” - Fleetfoot said, interrupting the exchange with her usual lighthearted tone - “since we're here, if you want, you could invite the members of the royal family. The more the better, don't you think?”

The mention of the royal family made Moonflower blink, snapping her out of her thoughts. Fleetfoot's suggestion was unexpected, and, though her mind savored the idea with some delight, the complication it implied rested upon her, she knew it might be a bit more complicated than it seemed.

Blooming, with a sudden flash of inspiration, decided to seize the opportunity - “That's a great idea, Fleetfoot” - she said, trying to imitate Rainbow Dash's characteristic enthusiastic tone - “Moonflower, you should invite them. I'm sure they'd be delighted to come.”

“I think you're right” - Moonflower replied, the thoughtful tone of her voice revealing a glimmer of contemplation as a small smile playfully peeked out from her lips. - “Why don't you join me, Dash?” - she inquired, approaching the aforementioned and grabbing her hoof to pull her to herself in subtle gesture, but for the sole purpose of disengaging her from the steed's grip.

Blooming, still on Dash's body, felt the warmth of Moonflower's hoof on hers, a strangely comforting sensation amidst the tension of the moment - “Sure” - she replied, striving to maintain a carefree tone.

“Well, meet us in a few minutes at the exit what do you think?” - Moonflower proposed, this time channeling her voice towards Fleetfoot and Soarin, charged with an intention that went beyond her words.

Fleetfoot, for her part, surveyed the scene with a keen gaze, a knowing smile tugged at her lips as she nodded - “Sounds perfect to us Moonflower” - she said, her tone light but charged with an uncanny understanding - “We'll go ahead to make sure everything's ready, but don't take too long, eh?” - And without waiting any longer, both pegasus began their momentary departure.

As Soarin and Fleetfoot walked away down the hallway, losing themselves in the echo of their own conversation, Moonflower gently tugged on “Dash's” hoof guiding her back into the quiet of the room. The lock closed with a soft click and once inside, a deep sigh burst from Rainbow and Blooming's lips as they slowly leaned against the door, an exhalation that seemed to condense all the tension built up in every millisecond

“That was close” - Rainbow murmured, her voice barely a whisper that seemed to fade into the thick air of the wide room.

Blooming nodded, dropping Rainbow Dash's facade for a moment and returning to her body - “Too close” - she agreed - “What are we going to do now? How do we tell Shining and Aster?”

Rainbow, with a determined gesture, turned away from the door and began to move with measured steps towards the center of the room. Her mind was working at full speed, weighing options and consequences. The dim light of the room chased the trail of her shadow.

“Relax, I can tell them if you want” - she finally said, her voice vibrating with a new confidence - “The important thing is to convince them to go. We must use this to our advantage.”

Blooming's curiosity flashed in her gaze, and intrigue led her to ask - “What do you mean Dash?” - She said with anticipation for whatever was running through the pegasus' mind.

“Think about it Blooming” - Dash began, her voice gaining intensity as she developed the idea - “If Aster and Shinning go, no one will question why you're acting a little... different. Everyone will be too busy trying to impress royalty to notice any small discrepancies and changes in your behavior.”

Blooming blinked, turning the proposition over, each twist provoking possibilities in the suggestion - “But what about your companions, the ones who really know you? Won't they notice something different?” - Her voice sounded firm as she emphasized the stage they were about to adventure into.

A mischievous smile tugged at Dash's lips - “that's why you should let me guide you through the night” - she told her confidently as her hooves echoed on the marble - “it'll be fun... even if you have to be me for a while longer.”

Blooming sighed, surprised to realize that, despite her initial wariness with the idea of going out in a casual setting. There was something about Dash's proposal that was beginning to seem enticing to her - “ Whatever you say, but I hope this doesn't get any more complicated than it already is” - she replied, her tone revealing a mixture of acceptance and reluctance.

Rainbow headed for the door again, opening it with a determined movement and throwing a knowing glance at Blooming. - “As long as you follow me, that shouldn't have to happen” - she affirmed to her.

Blooming watched her for a moment, allowing the picture of what was coming to unfold in her mind and finally nodded. Process for a few minutes what the pegasus said; perhaps, after all, surrendering to the opportunity to spread out a bit didn't sound so bad after all.

Author's Note

🎵 "take me to the disco..." 🎶

:heart:

Limits Over Bottles

The lights of Canterlot dusted a tapestry of artificial constellations on the pavement of the bustling central square; the lampposts, strategically placed to guide anyone's path, seemed to be stars about to fall that, in a sincere effort to highlight their ephemeral beauty in an attempt to show off their splendor, seemed to cling briskly to the land of Equestria.

The royal family, momentarily unburdened of the burden of their titles and responsibilities, were walking into the bustling, partying heart of Canterlot, where they hoped their status would be blurred, at least for a few hours. The crowd around them was enveloped in a whirlwind of conversation and laughter, it was not uncommon for some in the crowd to pause, surprised and almost incredulous. Their ordinariness revealed the ephemerality of normalcy in their lives, a privilege that unicorns had rarely experienced amidst crowns and duties.

Shinning advanced alongside Aster and Moonflower, with a posture that exuded calm and control. However, inside, a storm of thoughts debated her on the idea of heading to such a... mundane place. The reality was that the conviction of Moonflower, who had managed to sway Aster's decision, had made it difficult for her to refuse the proposal. But there she was, approaching what promised to get her out of the rut, and of course it would, but not in the way she would wish. The wonderbolts led the group, some did not bother to hide their surprise at the positive response from her, Aster and Moonflower to go, and of course there were speculative whispers about Blooming's absence, but fortunately the captain of the Bolts was the one who ventured to ask and with a quick excuse, managed to take her sister out of the main focus, once again...

It's not like she was pleased to see her sister starring in the role of Rainbow Dash all the time, truth be told, she didn't want Blooming to get used to typecasting her personality in that character due to the fact that they had no other nearby resource to avoid the suspicion of Rainbow Dash's absence, as it happened at the gala. But for some reason, it no longer unsettled her to see the multicolored pegasus figure walking so close to the sturdy celestial steed, perhaps it was because she knew that the real Rainbow Dash was by her side, and that bestowed a strange comfort. It reassured her to know that Moonflower seemed to be normalizing to her new lifestyle, she knew that now that would be her place.

"I don't know how they can act so natural in the face of so much public scrutiny" - Shinning muttered referring to the Bolts, her eyes scanning their surroundings without avoiding crossing the curious and quizzical gazes of the Canterlot ponies.
"aaammhh because is it more common to cross paths with the Wonderbolts in the bars of Canterlot than with the royal unicorn family?" - replied Moonflower with irony and some obviousness in her tone to Shinning, who responded with a heavy sigh before rolling her eyes.
"Relax" - Aster replied, turning to look at his sister with a reassuring smile - "Half the ponies are too busy with their own adventures to notice ours."
"How sure can you be of that?" - Shinning observed him with a raised eyebrow - "the mares haven't stopped ogling you since we left the castle. I'm surprised you haven't done anything about it Moonflower."
"What did you intend for me to do?" - Her eyes, magenta and full of curiosity, scrutinized Shinning with a mixture of surprise and amusement. The disbelief in her gaze was evident - "seriously, I'd advise you to go out more often Shinning" - And with a turn of the unicorn's head that conversation was closed. Moonflower and Aster exchanged complicit glances, laughing softly.

It had already become a habit to respond to Shinning's complaints, or at least as far as they got to the bar, she actually longed to feel the coldness of the cider down her throat, hoping it might bring her a few minutes of clarity. However, her eyes couldn't help but stray to "Dash" and Soarin, who were walking side by side in front of her. Though she wouldn't admit it even to herself, there was a small flame of discomfort burning inside her as she watched Soarin lean confidently towards who he thought was her, smiling with an ease that irritated her, especially since she knew it wasn't her.

Blooming rested comfortably on the shoulder of the steed, whose wing wrapped around her like a soft and warm feather sweater as they walked, she decided to surrender to the night, she didn't feel like thinking or articulating, "Just keep going," at least that was what Dash had advised her when they left for the bar so she could feel lighter. It had been quite a while since she last heard Dash's thoughts through the mental link, it was just an enveloping silence that had taken over her mind, giving her iridescent peace rest.

"You've been very quiet on the way, everything okay, Dash?" - Soarin asked, who was walking beside her, his wing twitching slightly in a gesture that sought to attract her attention

Blooming, caught in the dilemma of maintaining the fearless facade, sketched a smile that she hoped was convincing, a fruitless attempt to keep her face from betraying the fragility that inhabited her at that moment - "Of course, all good" - she replied, adding a layer of confidence that she knew was not entirely authentic. Her voice tried to emulate the carefree tone that Dash - "you know, I just want to..." - With a slight tilt of her head, she looked up in a deliberate gesture, seeking eye contact with the young pegasus, she hated to admit that noticing the closeness made her nervous - "...relax" - her words crashed through the air, blowing out a nervous laugh that betrayed her in an instant, but that Soarin didn't mind in the slightest, he smiled.

Moonflower, who walked behind, felt her ears tense involuntarily as she listened and watched the conversation from a distance - "Blooming, not for nothing, but remember to keep your distance" - Moonflower's voice echoed like a persistent, steady echo towards Blooming there was something in the emotional connection she saw in every movement, in every smile that pretended to belong to her - "I'm not usually so... close with Soarin. Don't do something to make me look different, will you?" - she reminded her in a whisper that only her own consciousness could pick up on, it seemed more like a warning to Blooming

Blooming took a deep breath, trying not to seem affected by Dash's message and tone. - "Take it easy, Dash. I'm doing the best I can" - she replied, though the nervousness showed in her mental tone.

As they approached their destination, the streets came alive with the unmistakable beat of the music filtering through the windows of the bar, each beat vibrating on the floor like an invitation to immerse themselves in an atmosphere of euphoria, where neon lights bathed the walls in violet and electric blue tones that seemed to beat to the rhythm of the party. It didn't take them long to announce themselves at the entrance, after all the security guards let them pass without hesitation, probably recognizing the visitors and the royal family. And as suddenly as they arrived, the citrus freshness that pulsated between the amber notes of the liqueur began to envelop their nostrils and envelop them in the atmosphere.

The group was taken to an exclusive area, although not so far away from the crowd and the other recreational spaces offered by the place, such as the dance floor, the pool table, the betting area, among others. Each of them plopped down on the comfortable sofas that surrounded their table.

Blooming and Shinning, still with a hint of caution, looked around them. Their eyes, accustomed to the elegance of the royal halls, now scanned the corners of the bar with curiosity: the dance floor where bodies moved like liquids in constant metamorphosis, shadows lengthened and intertwined in an intimate ballet, drawing ephemeral figures that faded to the beat of the music, the pool table where polished spheres glittered neatly as the players clustered around the table, their faces lit up with anticipation and competitiveness. Shinning watched as a curly-haired steed, with an impish grin and a knowing wink, invited her to join the game. She turned her head in disbelief and hurried to stick to Moonflower.

A waiter approached the table matter-of-factly, a young unicorn he brought with him with a tray balanced on his hoof with light shots of schnapps revealing flashes of colors that promised an explosion of flavors that would welcome the evening. the unicorn stopped in front of the group and his gaze lit up - "I see you have brought good company tonight Wonderbolts" - he said in a voice charged with enthusiasm as he set the shots on the table - "on the house. what else would you like to drink?" - he asked professionally

Shinning raised an eyebrow and let out a short laugh - "I guess you don't serve jasmine tea here" - she commented with a hint of sarcasm, drawing a loud laugh from some flyers.

"Oh princess, how funny, here jasmine comes in the form of gin and believe me when I tell you that you'll want to try it" - replied Fleetfoot with a mischievous grin while indicating with a gesture to the waiter who nodded immediately.
"A bottle of the best whiskey you have, and plenty of ice of course" - Spitfire mentioned leaning forward a little confidently, her gaze swept over the waiter's face with an intensity that seemed like an extra challenge. The surroundings resounded with murmurs of approval from her companions, obviating the royal unicorns.
"And what about the cider? I've heard that one jug has the quality to want two more" - declared Moonflower, her words sounded more like an order than a suggestion. That suggestion undoubtedly brought everyone's surprise, Shinning and Aster exchanged a look of disbelief, as if the mare had proposed something unthinkable for what her appearance projected. The waiter nodded with a bow so subtle it could barely be considered a movement, before disappearing into the tangle of ponies and lights.
"Well, looks like there's going to be a good round" - Fleetfoot said, letting out a playful laugh that echoed through the air with a sly grin. The Bolts raised the glasses the waiter had brought moments before to the center of the table and toasted with a clinking of glasses, their eyes sparkling with a mixture of amusement and defiance.

Moonflower raised her glass determinedly, ready to join in, Shinning, unable to contain her puzzlement, stopped her - "You're not serious, are you?" - her tone was a mixture of reproach and genuine concern.

Moonflower turned her head towards her, raising an eyebrow with a defiant air - "you expected me to come here just to look?" - she replied with a mocking laugh, her tone imbued with an assurance that no one knew where it came from - "I don't see much point in that" - Without further ado she moved the shot closer towards her and before Shinning could respond, Moonflower raised her glass towards Aster, who was watching her with a mixture of curiosity, they crossed glances - "Or did you?" - without further ado, the mare tilted her neck slightly and drank the contents of the shot in one gulp.

Aster, visibly amused by Moonflower's attitude, let out a restrained chuckle and shrugged his shoulders. With a wave of his magic, he levitated his own cup and drank the contents in two long sips and, after setting it down, wrinkled his muzzle slightly, the gesture of disgust that followed the gulp so quick it almost went unnoticed. Shining crossed her paws, the bolts burst out laughing at the situation by gently tapping a hoof on the table.

Blooming, aware of her role as Rainbow Dash, felt the pressure of the mental link. To her luck, the real Dash helped her, or so it seemed she wanted to do....

"Hey Dash, what you don't want you can leave to me" - replied Moonflower with a spark of mischief lit in her magenta eyes in the direction of the pegasus who hadn't even touched her glass. She knew exactly the effect her comment would have on those present.
"Oh no no no no, how kind of you Moonflower, but this is nothing to our champion drinker, is it Dash?" - Soarin said suddenly at her side, cheering her on with his wing, Blooming felt all eyes settle on her. A bead of cold sweat ran down the back of her neck.
"Drinker champion!?" -exclaimed the sisters' thoughts in Rainbow's mind like a distant echo, a mixture of surprise drawing disbelief on their faces.
"Ahm you just...go along with them" - Dash's voice was heard, haughty but tinged with an almost palpable embarrassment, her resignation tangled with the slight blush that colored her amused cheeks.
"I can't do this, how did we not know this, how did you come to be known for something so...loud?" - Blooming's voice burst from within her, her tone laden with exasperation and uncertainty, she hadn't expected her to have to act like it.
"Just relax and follow my instructions" - Dash told her, trying to stay calm - "take a deep breath before you drink it okay, try to swallow it fast, don't hold it in your mouth. If you can, hold your nose or hold your breath for a few brief minutes and the taste won't linger long in your throat. You will feel a brief burning at first, but it will be quickly replaced by a lingering warmth in your throat" - Dash's instructions sounded more like a survival strategy, Blooming swallowed dryly as she nodded, her countenance reflecting a serenity she didn't feel at all.
"I can't believe what I'm hearing" - Shinning muttered with disapproval in her voice.

Just then, the drinks they had ordered earlier arrived, the glasses reflecting a kaleidoscopic mix of hues. The Wonderbolts looked at the glasses expectantly, and Blooming felt her stomach turn and swallowed thickly.

"There it is!" - Fleetfoot exclaimed, raising her glass and twirling it in anticipation. Blooming, however, felt a growing nervousness in her stomach, stirring her light blue pegasus body into place. Laughter and approvals echoed around her.

Without further ado, Moonflower took a glass of cider and, without a squeak, raised the glass with determination and, in the blink of an eye, the drink disappeared between her lips, leaving the empty glass on the table with a noisy rudeness.

Shinning crossed her legs and frowned, her eyes watching Moonflower with a mixture of resignation - "it's not appropriate for you to be behaving this way, remember who you are" - she whispered to Moonflower, leaning in so that only she would hear, but it was far from convincing.

Fleetfoot burst out laughing infectiously, tapping the table gently with a hoof - "That's what I meant. Come on Dash, don't tell me Moonflower is leaving you behind on this" - she insisted with light nudges to her side.

Spitfire leaned forward, raising her drink with a wide grin - "I don't know, Dash is kind of off tonight. If she's the same mare I know, she won't leave a drop in the glass" - she told her in a defiant tone - "if you are who you say you are" - that comment brought an unsettling shiver down Blooming and Shinning's spine.

Blooming, sensing the challenge, straightened up in her seat - "of course I am" - said Rainbow with a confident hesitation in her voice, took her glass and following Dash's mental instructions, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, held her nose and took a sip. The liquor was like liquid fire going through her throat, a heat that spread to her cheeks and ears. An intense heat that made her cough slightly, a gesture that made her companions laugh.

-"Haha, not bad for the first of many" - Soarin exclaimed beside her, raising his own drink with a knowing smile. Fleetfoot joined in enthusiastically, pouring another round. On the other side of the table, Moonflower slightly tensed her posture next to Aster, despite the amusement, something inside her began to fret.

"Way to go" - Lightning added smiling sideways as he slid a steaming glass of whiskey towards Rainbow. Blooming gulped as she saw the glass in front of her. Before she could articulate an excuse, Fleetfoot raised her own glass and toasted.
"Here's to us" - she uttered aloud. Blooming watched in amazement as they all clinked their glasses with a burst of unison glass. Moonflower's laughter intertwined with Aster's, joining in the toast, while Shinning's expression showed her distaste for the taste. She drank from her glass.

With laughter and jokes filling the air, another glass appeared in front of Rainbow, slid by Thunderlane, who looked at her with a defiant gleam in his eyes - "That's the third one barely, you're not giving up so soon" - with a resigned sigh, she took the glass and, despite her stomach contracting with anxiety, repeated the cycle with a determined movement, allowing the liquid to burn her throat as the previous two did. This time, however, the burning had a new nuance; the taste burned her more than before, leaving her dizzy.

"I told you she just needed this to be back" - Fleetfoot commented amusedly in the direction of Spitfire, who, with a serene but mischievous face, toasted beside her.

Despite the laughter and the apparent approval of the Wonderbolts, Shinning detected the slight tremor in Blooming's hoof as she set the glass on the table, and the subtle change in her eyes that indicated the impact of the alcohol - "That's enough, this can't go on like this" - she said addressing both Dash and Blooming.

"Relax, Blooming just needs a breather. If you want I'll go get something to help her calm the taste" - Dash proposed firmly, while the aforementioned who was listening to the conversation, nodded to her over the table.
"I'll walk you over" - added Shinning, getting up from her seat followed by Moonflower at her side, who bowed to Aster before retreating with Shinning
"We'll be right back Aster" - Moonflower announced to him with a light tone before following Shinning towards the bar. He smiled in response, nodding with a warm expression of acceptance.

As Moonflower and Shinning made their way to the bar, the others began to discuss what activity to do next as they continued with the bottles in their hooves

"How about we go play a little game?" - Thunderlane suggested, with an enthusiastic smile and face lit up.
"Yeah, how about games of chance and gambling?" - Fire Streak replied energetically, encouraging the others. Misty Fly and Blaze nodded, and a domino effect occurred, chairs dragged against the floor as the group stood up, heading towards the aforementioned area.
"Why don't you join us, Aster? It'll be more fun than waiting for them to come back, won't it?" - Misty Fly proposed, with a convincing spark in her eyes. Aster accepted the proposal without much to think about, letting himself be carried away by the sense of belonging that coiled around him.

The glasses sparkle clean and shiny under the dim lighting, reflecting the colors of the bottles lining the shelves. The ices move with a gentle clink inside the freshly washed glasses. Behind the bar, the bartender moves with grace and efficiency, his hooves deftly mixing and pouring the drinks. He glided over his station like an ice skater, ready to prepare a mocktail freshly requested by the two mares behind the bar.

"I can't believe you're enticing Blooming to drink" - Shinning chided, her tone firm as she looked at Moonflower directly, who, calm and confident, just smiled in a nonchalant manner.

The pegasus rolled her eyes, challenging Shinning's seriousness - "I was just guiding her so no one would get suspicious, we need her to act as much like me as possible" - defended Moonflower seeking to downplay the burden of what the unicorn was suggesting

Shinning frowned and crossed her hooves, a gesture that Dash did not go unnoticed granting it as a behavior of her own when she was upset. - "So what, you're just going to let them push her around until she loses track of herself?"

"If you don't want her to be in that situation anymore, let me take my body and we'll make up some excuse for Moonflower's absence" - she told her with a shrug as if it was the only way out that she saw would benefit both parties but which she knew Shinning didn't want to touch

Shinning exhaled heavily, looking out into the crowd as the music filled in the gaps in their conversation - "Keeping this identity game going is more complicated than I thought" - she finally released her thoughts after a few minutes.

Moonflower looked at her, processing every syllable of what the unicorn said and shook her head slowly, letting a whisper of disbelief escape her lips - "I'm surprised that surprises you" - she exclaimed with a tone full of irony. To the fortune of the evening for both of them the mocktail was ready.

Moonflower took the drink with her wing - "This should help Blooming get the alcohol down" - she told her as they both started to head back towards their table - "You know, I think it would help her to be more at ease to know that you are too. Everyone's here to be entertained, you should be too." - Shinning looked at her, evaluating her words, but said nothing.

The bustle of the bar seemed to open up as they passed, creating an invisible corridor between the dancing and drinking bodies. When they arrived, they found the table partially empty, they glimpsed Fleetfoot gesticulating while telling some story that provoked laughter among those present, laughter that even "Rainbow" shared, noticing herself less tense and calmer than when they left. However, they couldn't help but feel the absence of some members.

"Ah, there you are" - exclaimed High Wings as she saw Moonflower and Shinning approaching - "We thought you had abandoned us, everything okay?" - she asked to make sure as she slowly sipped her drink.
"All under control" - replied Moonflower, exchanging a meaningful look with Shinning and taking her place at the table, leaving the mocktail on the table and dragging it towards Dash with her wing, who looked at the drink and although hesitating for a moment, finally took a sip. The coolness of the mocktail contrasted with the burn of the liquor she still felt in her throat, and a sigh of relief escaped her lips. Puzzled glances crossed the interaction between the two, but neither said anything.
"Where's Aster?" - Moonflower asked, her gaze scanning the space and familiar faces with precision.

-"He's in the betting area with the others," - Soarin replied, leaning back on the couch and stretching his wings, wrapping one of them around Dash's shoulders - "They say he's enjoying himself more than he should, which is a good sign. " - Moonflower's eyes narrowed sharply as she took a seat next to Shinning.

"Well, while they're back... how about we do something to lighten the mood?" - Fleetfoot suggested with a glint of mischief in her eyes - "I propose a 'I never' to start breaking the ice" - A murmur of anticipation went around the table.
"What's that?" - Shinning asked skeptically, scanning the Bolts' faces, hoping for some explanation.
"It's simple," - Soarin interjected to begin his brief explanation of the rules - "You make statements about something you've never done, and if someone at the table has done it, they must admit it with a swig of their drink. If you know that someone has done it, but doesn't drink, you can pressure him or her by threatening to tell if that ponie doesn't drink" - the excitement hovered in the attitude of the participants and in a few minutes, the round table was effected in order to start the game.
"I suggested it, so I'll start," - Fleetfoot declared, straightening up in her place with a glint of mischief in her eye - "I've never... pretended to be sick to avoid an engagement" -Nearly everyone at the table moved their glasses to drink, eliciting a few guffaws, including Shinning.
"Very smooth Fleet, carry on, I've never accidentally kissed someone" - Wave Chill said, his gaze pointed at Spitfire, who burst out laughing and took a sip. The laughter continued for a few brief seconds, but the mood began to change subtly when Rainbow Dash spoke up
"I've never... flirted with someone just to get something to my benefit" - A collective "Whew!" sound echoed around the table, the comment came with a glance directly at Moonflower, who watched her quizzically but it didn't take her long to solve the riddle. Lightning and Fleetfoot drank without hesitation, their laughter filling the air. But it was Moonflower who drew the most attention as she raised her glass and took a sip, her gaze fixed on Blooming. That confirmed to her that Blooming was referring to a direct allusion to the interaction with Soarin earlier that morning.
"My turn" - Moonflower demanded, her voice firm and determined, capturing everyone's attention. Without waiting for a response, she continued - "I have never manipulated someone else's free will in my favor to get ahead" - a dense silence fell over the table. Blooming blinked, her magenta orbs, which did not belong to her, reflected bewilderment before she looked at Moonflower, sensing that somehow that comment included her. Surprise hit her when Shinning, in a slow but deliberate motion, lifted her bottle and drank. She didn't think she would admit it like that. Moonflower was also perplexed, as she had not expected any reaction from the mares, especially Shinning, in fact, she had only thrown out the phrase as a warning, seeking to tease, but Shinning's honest response caught her completely off guard.

Surprise, seeking to break the tension, interjected - "Phew, that was deep. We'd better get back to something fun. I've...never had any thoughts of attraction to anyone at this table" - The table exploded in nervous laughter, and some began to raise their glasses without hesitation. Wave Chill and High Wings were the first, Soarin felt the stares on him, rolled his eyes and just took a drink. Fleetfoot and Spitfire's eyes landed on "Dash", who was incredibly still, with complicit smiles.

-"Nothing to declare Dash?" - Spitfire asked with a smile that was anything but innocent, seeking to provoke a reaction.

Blooming, in the role of Dash, blinked twice - "Oh, I... I don't know what you mean" - she replied with a nervous laugh, but the left wing betrayed her nervousness when she shifted slightly. Unaccustomed to such knowing looks from the life she was trying to act, she searched Moonflower's gaze for clues, but it too was looking at her puzzled.

Fleetfoot raised an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with the evasive answer. - "Oh come on, it's not that hard to hide" - she smiled, enjoying the awkward situation she found herself in, sooner or later she'd have to admit it anyway. Before Blooming could think of what to answer, someone interrupted her thoughts.

"Or maybe it's too obvious to admit" - Shinning said suddenly, causing more than one to raise eyebrows with her comment. Moonflower heard her joints creak as she turned to look at her harshly, making a groan of irritation, Fleetfoot's eyes drifted to Moonflower, she narrowed them as she noticed that glint of displeasure at Shinning's comment.

Blooming, caught in the role, had no choice but to resign herself to picking up her bottle and taking a sip, hopin git would be enough to calm whatever was going on, drawing triumphant exclamations from Spitfire and Fleetfoot.

"See, I told you so!" - exclaimed Spitfire, nudging Fleetfoot playfully, as laughter filled the table again. Fleetfoot laughed, but her gaze lingered on Moonflower a little longer than usual before turning to "Dash." who had a confused gleam in her eyes, she kept watching Shinning, who was also laughing at the situation, but which to Blooming was a mockery of the position she was in, a situation her sister had gotten her involved in.
"by now you'll finish the bottle Blooming" - mentioned Shinning mockingly through the link,rubbing her sister's pride - "you're really bad at this game" - Blooming took a deep breath, trying not to respond to the provocation.
"I admit it's funny" - replied Rainbow from the bond, with resignedamusement in her voice - "But remember, it's my image you're tarnishing there."
"I continue" - Dash said, her voice cutting the air like an unexpected whip, a defiant glint illuminating her gaze. - "I never got involved in my sister's romantic relationship in order to gain some popular relevance" - A sepulchral silence descended on the table. The previous laughterevaporated like dew under the midday sun, the glasses were suspended halfway.
"Please Dash, that's very specific, who would do something like that?" - Soarin mentioned next to her emphasizing how absurd that sounded - "besides you don't even have a sist..." - The dry sound of Shinning's bottle hitting the table interrupted him, a long drink.Both mares' gazes turned to daggers, Moonflower's jaw was close to touching the floor.

But Dash, or rather Blooming, simply shrugged her shoulders with a neutrality so studied as to be almost artificial. - "Things you hear about, I didn't think it was true" - she replied, too quickly to be completely casual - "a fluke" - The Wonderbolts exchanged glances, but neither dared to go too deeply.

Shinning, sensing that she had to counterattack, watched Dash's body with sharp eyes but a state of calm - "Okay, my turn," - she stated with a calmness that seemed calculated, her eyes fixed on "Dash" - "I have never stolen the attention of someone close to me at a very important moment, like...I don't know, a coronation, for example" - The sentence was said with a soft, almost harmlesstone, but its edge was undeniable

The impact was instantaneous, Moonflower felt the air leave her lungs as she let out a choked breath - "Shinning Marigold!!!" - she said and looked at her harshly as the multicolored pegasus sitting in front of them drank from her bottle but nobody noticed at well.

"Oh come on Shinning, that's funny" - Surprise interjected with a nervous laugh, trying to break the tension again. - "Let's talk about more common things, I've never been on an embarrassing date" - she said, taking the turn and returning the mood to its place. Spitfire, Lightning and Soarin drank next.
"yeah well, I've never been the one to cause a disaster on someone else's date" - interjected Rainbow, choosing her words with precision without taking her eyes off Shinning, who wasn't far from finishing another bottle after this drink. Moonflower instead crashed her hooves against her forehead, unable to believe what she was witnessing.

The atmosphere at the table had evolved rapidly, filled with nervous laughter and challenging glances,most of them oblivious to the complexities of the reasons why the glasses and bottles were now empty and the rounds kept coming, while the participants now drank more for entertainment than interest, attributing every exchange as increasingly cryptic comments to alcohol, the same factor that had severed every thread that seemed to maintain the barrier of sense and sobriety.

"Perfect" - Shinning said, with a sly smile lighting up her face, but her eyes exuded a provocative gleam. Moonflower knew she was no longer sane - "I've never used the ex of me..." - Before she could finish the sentence, Moonflower, with quick, precise movements, pulled the bottle from Shinning's front hooves, something she would hope was more of a warning than a simple interruption.
"I've never lived a lie so big that it would end up destroying me if someone found out" - countered "Rainbow" in a brief whisper, barely understandable and audible due to drunkenness, although her voice was loaded with sincerity, it was a taut string on the verge of breaking

She did not look up as she spoke, on the contrary, she leaned back on the steed beside her in a more theatrical state of inebriation. Soarin, who, not quite understanding what was happening, instinctively reciprocated the touch, the same instinct that told him he should hold her despite his surprise and fatigue at observing how the Dash he knew had given in so quickly to the effects of alcohol and was now sobbing.

The Wonderbolts, at this point, were drinking out of boredom, oblivious to the depth of the conversation going on around them as they chatted about anything to distract themselves from thinking about it.

"Do I really have to be the ONE to remind them who they are and who we are with?" - ]interrupted Rainbow, her voice echoing in the mental connection. But her words didn't seem to reach the sisters, at least not through the spell.

Shinning, staggering with the characteristic awkwardness of someone who has overstepped the bounds of sobriety, pinned her gaze defiantly on Moonflower, her face now tinged with mockery and what could be categorized as resentment - "And you as always in the role of the victim not Rainbow Dash?" - her tone was laden with an accusation that seemed meaningless to the Wonderbolts, but for Moonflower carried a personal weight that was hard to ignore. Looks were directed at them immediately, because of the way Shinning had blurted out the name that to the others was the wrong one.

Moonflower perceived those looks and became alarmed - "I'm afraid you're confusing your pony Shinning" - replied Moonflower, making an effort to keep her tone calm and neutral profile - "Please stop, you're already very drunk".

Shinning clearly had no intention of stopping, on the contrary, she leaned over and leaned on the multicolored mare. Her eyes were cloudy from the alcohol, scrutinizing Moonflower, she looked at her with a crooked smile - "don't come to tell me what to do. I know you know perfectly well who you are and, without my magic, you'd still be an insignificant pegasus" - Moonflower didn't answer, just rolled her eyes and turned her head, moving to shake it off, it wasn't worth continuing with that.

She caught a glimpse of Blooming, who under the shifting spell, had fallen asleep on Soarin's side, oblivious to the tension unfolding around her, Moonflower held her breath, feeling the heat creeping up her neck.

Fleetfoot kept watching them, her gaze shifting from one to the other, alternating between Moonflower's visible discomfort, palpable in the tightening of her lips and the way she avoided eye contact, and Shinning's out of control, something was going on beyond a game, it was obvious. She met Moonflower's imploring gaze as she seemed to be drawn into a situation unforeseeable to her. She gave a subtle nudge to Spitfire, the captain, who reacted almost immediately.

"Well, well, I think someone needs a break" - Spitfire pronounced with an easy smile and with a tone that revealed her classic authoritative tinge. Within seconds she moved from her spot to position herself in the middle of both mares, gently separating them - "How about we go out for a breather Shinning? Soarin will accompany Moonflower to bring you something light to help you be calmer" - The reactions were immediate and brimming with confusion. The two pegasus, Soarin and Moonflower, looked up, their eyes widening in a glare of surprise, exchanged glances and then back to the captain again.

Shinning, in her drunken state, seemed to hesitate for a moment. Spitfire's intervention had cut her outburst short, firmly interrupting her train of thought and leaving her momentarily disoriented.

"No need" - murmured Moonflower, her voice barely a whisper - "I won't leave Shinning alone, I can handle the situation."
"No, don't worry, Shinning will be fine with us" - Fleetfoot approached giving Moonflower a meaningful look.
"Let's go" - Soarin said to Moonflower, his tone more of an invitation than an order, but one that somehow sought to convey that he would not take "no" for an answer.
"Sure... let's go"- she relented, with a gentle but determined shake, her hooves began to move, leading her to turn towards Soarin, who was giving her an encouraging smile. She turned her gaze for a few minutes and managed to watch as Spitfire placed a hoof on Shinning's shoulder, and guided her firmly towards the exit of the main bar area.

On the way to the bar, Moonflower and Soarin walked together, the murmur of the bar filling the air around them, but neither seemed in a hurry to break the silence. Finally, Moonflower tilted her head slightly towards him, her voice barely a whisper that seemed more to herself than to her companion - "Thank you for stepping in" - she said, not looking away from the path in front of her - "I didn't think something so simple could get out of hand so quickly."

Soarin paused and glanced sideways at her, considering his response carefully - " It's a bar, Moonflower. These things... happen, you know, maybe she just got carried away. I guess these kinds of places aren't usual for you guys, right? " - Moonflower nodded slowly, though her expression indicated she wasn't entirely convinced.

Soarin let out a short but sincere laugh, not mocking - "For everything there is a first time, although believe me and from experience I tell you, you will never be necessarily prepared enough to control someone when they are...well, in that state" - he said, trying to infuse a bit of lightness in the conversation.

Moonflower looked at him out of the corner of her eye, sensing the sincerity in his expression and feeling a strange comfort - "I guess you're right" - she said, letting out a small tired laugh.

When they reached the bar, they noticed that it was crowded, but not so crowded as to be impossible to approach, murmurs of laughter and conversations intertwined around, creating a chaotic melody that filled the space, the bottles of liquor and the glasses behind the bar, gave a golden glow to the faces. Soarin took the initiative, opening a space for both of them at the counter.

"What would you like to drink?" - The bartender asked, his voice, though loud, cut slightly short by the music vibrating in the atmosphere, while his professional smile lit up his face. It was a gesture that clearly inspired confidence.
"How about a light cocktail? Maybe something fruity" - Soarin said, turninghis head toward the colorful mare. His eyes, warm and expressive, rested briefly on Moonflower, and the laughter of other patrons seemed to fade the moment he looked at her, from Dash's perspective - "That'll help her calm down" - he added.

Moonflower smiled and nodded with the grace her attire exuded - "Yeah, sounds good" - The bartender watched their interaction with subtle interest, nodding, as if guessing the situation. Soarin ordered a fruity cocktail for .

"A quick drink wouldn't hurt while we wait, don't you think?" - Moonflower inquired turning to the bartender, who made a mental note and nodded slightly.

Within seconds, the bartender slid two small crystal glasses in front of them, the sparkling liquids reflecting lights that danced merrily around them - "Something local, strong, but nice" - he said with a wink, bringing the glasses closer to them.

Without hesitation, they both raised their glasses, the two glasses clinked slightly and, forcing themselves to put aside any thought that had nothing to do with the liquor, they drank it simultaneously. The liquor, cold and potent, ran down the throats of those present in an instant. A shiver ran through Moonflower's body, but was quickly followed by a warmth spreading throughher chest. A soft, spontaneous laugh escaped her lips, a sound that was lost in the din of the place.

Soarin laughed too, especially at the effect the taste of the liquor had on her, but his eyes remained fixed on her for a second longer than necessary - "See? That wasn't so terrible" - he commented, letting a playful smile curve his lips.

"It's... quite strong" - replied Moonflower, the smile still present, stretching from her eyes to his - "But I like it" - she added, hinting a spark of her true personality
"At least it worked to defuse things" - Soarin mentioned with a shrug, watching as the tension in Moonflower's shoulders began to fade.
"You know?" - Moonflower murmured, leaning a little closer towards him, the warmth of her closeness filling the space between them - "This isn't exactly what I had planned for tonight."

Soarin sketched a smile that was more than just an expression - "Why would you bother planning the night?" - he replied wryly, trying to add a bit of levity to the atmosphere, the space between them diminishing imperceptibly. However, before Moonflower had time to rearrange their possible responses, a sharp touch pulled them out of their bubble

"Hey, you guys!" - Rapidfire appeared behind them, popped their bubble, tossing his hoofs over both of their shoulders with infectious energy - "What are you guys doing out here all alone, want to join the game for a bit? We've got a good run" - he added, as they turned their gazes towards the bustling group of friends in the distance, they could see how the evening's weather invited them to crawl among them.
"Apparently, the night is going to extend even further " - muttered the steed, letting out a light laugh that intertwined with the murmur of the music. He rose smoothly and followed Rapidfire, who was advancing with firm steps towards the area where they were staking out
"Sometimes, the unexpected is what turns out best" - Moonflower whispered, barely audible, more to herself than to him, as she picked up the fruity cocktail they had ordered for Shinning and set off following both steeds. However, he managed to hear her, catching the gist of her comment, but preferred to say nothing and move on, after all, how could he refute something that even he knew to be true.

Author's Note

Finallyyyy, chapter 22. First of all Happy Hearth's Warming to all of u bbys, the best gift this year has given me has been the interaction with all of you and mainly how the development of this story makes me closer despite the time I have for this. I enjoy it very much, and it is a relief for the mind to know that you like this. Soon we will have another story, but it will be later as I organize myself much better, you know, so many things.

Thank you for everything, REALLY and again I wish you the best of Hearth's Warming days today. See you in a few days, I love you all! :heart: :heart:

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Invisible Desires

The clinking of coins against the wooden table resounded like a regular beat, a chord of fortune and chance that intertwined with the dull, addictive sound of the dice as they rolled across the surface. The dim, amber light enveloped the figures of ponies clustered around the table, some watching, some accompanying and the rest playing, embracing the atmosphere that surrounded the minds of the players, illuminating their eyes with a spark of determination and excitement.

The table, a noble object of dark wood, was perfectly polished by the eager hooves of strategists and defeats. On its surface, stacks of chips and dice rose and fell like tiny shooting stars on an empty night.

In the center of the were Misty Fly, Thunderlane, Fire Streak, Blaze and Aster, who had already consolidated a winning streak. At one end of the table, Aster held the dice as if they were ancient treasures, making them dance between his hooves with his hair blowing in the wind, tossing them with a nimble motion, watching as they spun and jumped before landing with a thud

"Five!" - He exclaimed, raising his hooves in victory as he took the entire bet from the table, the pile in front of Aster steadily growing. Two mares sitting behind him, evidently captivated by the prince, were leaning over his shoulders celebrating as well.

Everyone placed their share of bets again to start the next game and MistyFly was the one to throw the dice - "a seven, for two coins" - she exclaimed, her voice mingling with the metallicclink of the coins sliding towards the center of the table as everyone leaned in waiting for the result, the dice spinning in the air and on themselves, catching the light before landing showing a four and a three. Murmurs of celebration filled the space, a few glasses clinking around them.

It was at that moment that Rapidfire emerged from the crowd, leading Moonflower and Soarin towards the table, the atmosphere slowly adjusting, opening up space for both companions. Moonflower's gaze quickly fixed on Aster, her eyes hardening as she noticed the mares' nearness, but quickly dissolved into a measured smile as she approached.

"I see you've been lucky tonight" - she indicated with a smile, settling in next to Aster without really expecting a response. The mares, catching the intent behind Moonflower's gaze, exchanged a brief expression and rolled their eyes before retreating with a snort.

Aster looked up at Moonflower with a smile that radiated warmth - "Of course, I was thinking of you" - he commented as he set aside some coins to make room for the mare. Soarin settled down on the opposite side of the table next to Thunder, capturing the dynamic between Moonflower and Aster with a neutral expression - "Do you want to join the game?"

"Sure, why not?" - Moonflower said, feeling the adrenaline of the game spreading over her blood.
"Looks like you guys got here just in time to see how I win this one" - Blaze joked, his comment eliciting laughter that mingled with the sound of more coins sliding across the table.
"Ready to lose?" - Thunderlane said with a chuckle, tossing a die with a hoove spin that made all eyes turn to the rolling cubes before falling with a thud - "Three, well, it could be worse" - he added, tossing a coin into the center and yielding the dice.
"I wasn't expecting to gamble tonight, but since I'm here, why not?" - Soarin said, a spark of defiance in his eyes as he extended a small stack of coins towards the center and rolled the dice - "a five for four coins" - the ivory cubes danced between the board before stopping on a three and a two, a collective sigh let itself be heard, but Soarin kept a calm smile collecting part of the wager.
"Not bad at all" - exclaimed Misty Fly, as the others applauded. She passed the dice to Blaze - "Now, how much do you bet for the next round?"

The aforementioned smiled, feeling the nerves of the game - "I'll bet five coins" - he said, taking the coins out of his wings and placing them in the center of the - "for a ten" - without further ado he threw them and when they fell, the number that appeared was a one on both dice, which caused a murmur of disappointment. However, his smile remained firm - "Not too bad, there's still time" - he said, with confidence to spare.

Next up was Moonflower. The dice rolled as if they were magnets for attention - "I bet five coins on the highest number" - she said, tossing her coins to the center, surprised sighs following her statement - "if I lose I match the bet, if I win I take it all."

Aster, observing Moonflower, felt a mixture of pride and smiled - "I'll double bet, to the highest number" - he said, throwing his coins with a determined gesture, same that made Moonflower laugh defiantly - "Let's see who has better luck this time my lady" - They both threw their die, and the sound of the coins colliding filled the air, everyone's eyes were fixed on the dice that were spinning like a carousel.

Moonflower felt her heart pounding as she watched the die roll, the tension wrapped around her neck like a noose, which tightened more with each turn, and when it finally stopped, everyone leaned forward to see the result.

"A six!" - shouted Thunderlane, raising his arms in excitement, cheers began to surround the table - "you've won it all" - laughter and celebration erupted around the table and indeed, in front of Aster the number five lay tattooed on his die, right next to Moonflower's six.
"Looks like someone has more than just luck tonight" - Aster joked, giving her his share of the wager, as Moonflower gathered the won coins in a nonchalant, triumphant motion.
"What can I tell you, I always make it 20% cooler" - Moonflower said with a shrug and a boastful tone that her peers present recognized immediately, they stood silent with their eyes like saucers.
"What was it you said?" - Soarin's eyes were fixed on Moonflower, full of disbelief, his eyebrow raised, the air on the table seemed to stop circulating. Moonflower blinked, aware of the magnitude of her mistake. The familiar tone she had used, that phrase that was practically an emblem of Rainbow Dash, she felt exposed
"What thing?" - she replied in a nonchalant tone, averting her gaze in confusion, pretending not to understand the Bolts' reaction.

Misty narrowed her eyes, clearly not willing to let it go so easily - “you know that phrase...'20% cooler' is something only Rainbow Dash always says. I've heard it come out of her mouth hundreds of times, how do you...?”

Moonflower forced a short, almost mocking laugh as she rolled her eyes theatrically, interrupting Misty Fly's comment - “Oh really?” - she replied, her voice now modulated with a studied softness - “how funny coincidences are, it's a very common phrase where I come from, though I suppose it sounds different when everyone says it in their own way” - The explanation floated in the air like smoke in a fire, but Soarin kept his gaze fixed on her for a moment longer, Rapidfire frowned, while Thunderlane cocked his head to the side

Soarin shook his head slowly, still in disbelief, but finally relented, leaning back against the back of his seat - "I guess it was a coincidence... but it was strange, that's all."

Moonflower, feeling the pressure building, decided to persist, maintaining a carefree smile - "Come on, who doesn't feel great when they win?" - she said, trying to regain control of the conversation.

Rapidfire's laughter broke the silence, and the tension finally began to dissipate - "You're right about that, let's keep playing. Though I doubt anyone will top the luck Moonflower just had" - Laughter and commentary filled the table again, but Moonflower couldn't help but feel the weight of Soarin's gaze resting on her, as if trying to decipher something she couldn't quite understand. Magic is dangerous

Soarin, though he had managed to refocus on the new game, couldn't help but feel that unsettling sense that something didn't quite fit. The nervous way Moonflower avoided his gaze, as well as the way her words seemed to be carefully chosen and acted out, all seemed deeply suspicious to him. However, he decided it would be wisest to keep his unease to himself rather than confront her directly, so he opted to observe and analyze her actions more closely before rushing to conclude anything.

Aster, sensing the previous tension, gently slid his hoof over hers - “Would you like another round or would you like a drink?” - he suggested, his voice breaking the brief bad time he was unaware she had been through.

“Thank you very much Aster, but don't worry, I'll go take the cocktail to your sister” - Moonflower mentioned, noticing that she had deliberately forgotten, she mentally scolded herself for that.
“Shinning? how is she?” - He asked leaning curiously towards Moonflower, his expression full of genuine distress.
"She's a little over-drunk, let's say she didn't measure the limit of her bottles" - replied Moonflower, averting her gaze. She inadvertently crossed her gaze with Soarin's, who was still playing, but his attention seemed to be divided between the game and her - "But don't worry, for that I have this fruit cocktail that will her calm down" - she added, trying to make her voice sound carefree, although a tinge of concern seeped intoher words. She did not want to alarm Aster
"I thank you for looking out for my sister, Moonflower" - Aster finally said, with a small smile lighting up his countenance, stroking her cheek - "Would you like me to accompany you?"
"No, it's okay. I can handle it"- replied Moonflower quickly - "you're having a great time here" - she mentioned, pointing to the playful atmosphere that had flared up again.
"That's fine, but if you need help, don't hesitate to tell me" - Aster said, his voice full of support.
"I know, thank you" - Moonflower replied, feeling a mixture of gratitude and guilt. She rose from the table, the fruit cocktail on her wing - "I'll go check on her."

As she walked away, the laughter and bustle of the game gradually faded, returning to the party atmosphere on the dance floor and the stories shared over the tables. The walk to the table where Shinning stood with the other Bolts proved longer than expected, not because of the distance, but because of the weight of the conversation she had just left behind, shaking her head to clear it of her mishap.

As she reached the table she perceived some missing figures. Shinning was sitting next to Spitfire and High Wings, with her head resting on her hoof and a disdainful expression on her face as she played with the rim of her empty cup, she seemed to be in her own world. The mare looked up as she sensed Moonflower's presence.

"What are you doing here?" - she demanded, her voice a little slurred, but with classic indignation - "Why don't you leave me alone, I'm having a great time here with your two team friends" - Spitfire and High Wings looked at each other in confusion, unsure if they should intervene or let the conversation flow, but before Shinning could continue articulating camouflaged truths, Moonflower slid the cocktail close to her
"I came to bring you this" - Moonflower said her tone more serious - "Aster cares about you, so you better drink it if you don't want more trouble" - The warning was clear, but her intention was not to create a threatening reaction towards her, she just needed to make it clear to her that she would not accept confrontations or excuses. Apparently, this time it worked.

Shinning took a sip of the cocktail, and her expression changed slightly - "It's not too bad" - she admitted, although her tone was still a bit dismissive - "although I wouldn't call this a cocktail."

"It's a refresher, and it's what you need right now" - Moonflower replied, feeling the tension between them begin to fade - "I just want you to be okay, and Aster too."
"Since when did you care so much about how I am?" - Shinning replied, although her gaze softened a bit she was still defensive in that state - "maybe you should stop acting like you're my mother, I'm capable of handling myself."
"You can tell Shinning" - Moonflower said sarcastically, trying to remain calm and taking a seat across from her.

High Wings let out a nervous laugh, wanting to ease the tension a bit - "Well, considering how things were a few minutes ago, I'd say this is progress."

Shinning shot a sharp glance at High Wings but only took another sip of the cocktail. Suddenly, the unicorn stood up, staggering a little - “I'm going to the wash, don't wait for me” - she announced, but before she could walk away, High Wings got up with her

“I'm coming with you, Shinning. We don't want you to get lost in this place” - she offered quickly, the princess nodded, Moonflower let out a slight sigh, she looked gratefully at High Wings but said nothing, just watching as they both walked away in the middle of the dance floor, leaving her alone with Spitfire.

the Wonderbolts' captain slid a glass towards her - “the cider ran out pretty fast, but the tequila will do to pass the time” - commented Spitfire, with a smile that was a balance between understanding and weariness.

Moonflower accepted the gesture with a relieved smile, lifting the glass to take a small sip. The taste was strong but tolerable, warm enough to relax her muscles - “I apologize for Shinning's behavior, I don't know how I can thank you” - she said, placing it back on the table.

“No need to bother Moonflower” - said Spitfire, pouring some more drink in her glass - “Sometimes, things get out of control. But don't worry, she'll be back to her normal self, although that will be very funny.”
“Of that you can be sure” - mentioned Moonflower with a little laugh - “By the way, what about the others, where are they?”

Spitfire tilted her head towards the dance floor, Moonflower turned and caught a glimpse of some of her friends enjoying the music, laughing and moving to the beat. Her gaze stopped on Blooming, who was also swaying to the beat with the light blue pegasus body hiding her in plain sight. The image surprised her, despite the inebriated state the two sisters were in, the magic of both seemed intact and unflinching. She swallowed thickly at the thought, you shouldn't underestimate the magic of two unicorns as impulsive as them.

“It's amazing they can still hold their own with so much liquor on them,” Moonflower commented, more to herself than to Spitfire, who still listened to her, she wasn't being the most discreet pony tonight.
“You know, liquor takes longer to take effect when you're on the move” - Spitfire stood up, extending her wing towards Moonflower - “are you coming?” - she proposed

Moonflower looked down the runway, and without a second thought, bumped her wing with Spitfire's and stood up - “Of course” - said Moonflower, feeling the energy of the party starting to draw her in.

The catchy rhythms seemed to affect the patterns of the lights set around the dance floor, the crowd out of tune with the level of euphoria in their blood vessels slipped on their own hooves or on the steps of others, it was a collective trance, where the happy faces and free movements of the ponies merged with the insouciance shared by all present, the time lent itself to be eternal until the joints momentarily faltered, like a portal that sheltered the guarded expressions that everyone wants to forget about at some point, coming in and out like moths in the light.

The captain wasted no time in darting into an open space next to Fleetfoot and Wave, as Moonflower stepped in with light, fluid, but restrainedly energetic steps. The music changed tempo, and as everyone adjusted their movements, the conversation began beside her

“By the way Moonflower what took you so long to bring Shinning the cocktail?” - asked Spitfire, making a nonchalant turn, but keeping her gaze fixed on the pegasus.

Moonflower, caught between the rhythm of the music and the question, took a moment to answer - “Ah, well, I stayed a few minutes at the bar and then went to the betting area where the others were” - she admitted, her voice trying to sound light as she executed a couple of simple steps

“And where was Soarin ?” - Spitfire said, raising an eyebrow, her expression shifting to a curious gesture - “I thought he had accompanied you?”

Moonflower laughed softly with a resigned sigh - “Oh yes, Soarin accompanied me for a few minutes at the bar while we ordered the drink and then decided to stay for the bets with the others” - Spitfire didn't answer right away, but a lopsided smile appeared on her face

“You guys took your time at the bar didn't you?“- she joked, giving her a slight friendly nudge with her shoulder as she saw Moonflower's surprised expression - “That's what Fleetfoot told me and she's very good at taking things out of context, I wasn't around to see it after all.”

Moonflower let out a nervous laugh - “It wasn't that long, just while the cocktail was being prepared, you know” - However, the laugh couldn't hide the slight blush that was peeking out of her cheeks, to her luck the lighting played in her favor so it wasn't noticeable

Spitfire rolled her eyes in amusement, but decided not to insist further, at least for the moment - “Well, if you say so” - she finally said, turning with a nimble movement to join Fleetfoot and Wave.

As Moonflower danced, her gaze strayed to the table where the others were. Aster was laughing and sharing an animated conversation with Rapidfire as he took a drink from his glass, also, she could see Soarin, who seemed to be enjoying the game, moving coins with a carefree air as he engaged Misty Fly in a bet. The touch of a hoof brought her out of her thoughts.

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you for while" - An energetic but discreet voice called out to her. Moonflower spun around and found herself face to face... with herself.
"Blooming" - she said with relief, spreading her wings to embrace her instinctively. Despite the discomfort of seeing her own body in front her, the familiarity of the gesture comforted her - "Sorry for neglecting you. How are you feeling?" - Dash watched her closely, noticing the small details that might have been overlooked before. The way Blooming moved her colorful hair, the carefree way she dropped her wings, swaying almost unintentionally as she spoke.
"I'm feeling pretty good, Dash. It's fun to be you" - she blurted out, her tone slightly dragged, but surprisingly honest. Her smile was wide and carefree. However, a slight shudder furrowed the brightness of her eyes, an unmistakable indication of the effects of the alcohol lashing her system

Moonflower let out a chuckle, thankful that, despite Blooming's inebriated state, they could still carry on a more or less coherent conversation - "That wasn't what I specifically meant by the question, but I'm glad to hear you're having fun."

"This is all thanks to you" - Blooming laughed, but her laughter had a carefree echo that didn't end up reassuring Moonflower - "You were right, I should just the night take me" - Blooming said, laughing as she spun around on herself, enjoying the music - "And you should do the same. Stop worrying about Shinning, you saw how she treated me" - her face transformed into an exaggerated parody of her sister, a grimace that carried both humor and pain.

Moonflower couldn't help but laugh at Blooming's performance, but the concern was still latent in her mind - "I know Shinning can be... complicated at times, but she's still your sister, the liquor just had an unwelcome effect on what she says, you must understand her" - she told her calmly, choosing her words carefully so as not to spoil the delicate balance they had reached.

Blooming let her head fall back, letting out a snort that seemed to get lost in the notes of the music - "Of course! She's always so considerate of everyone!" - she said with mocking laughter. The dancing lights drew shifting shadows on Blooming's face, who moved with that ease that only alcohol can provide - "you brought us here Dash, you deserve to stop feeling guilty for the actions of others" - Moonflower paused for a moment, reflecting on Blooming's words.

Moonflower let out a sigh, her movements pacing with the music as she tried to process what Blooming had said - "It's not a matter of feeling guilty, Blooming" - she finally replied, her tone soft but firm - "you said it, I brought you here, the least I should do is not leave you alone even though I know it's your lives" - the empty silence of the musical rhythms were her response.

“Hey by the way, I haven't seen you looking good before” - began Blooming with a tone that oscillated between sincerity and an insinuating intensity that, for Dash, was strange - “But seriously, you look incredibly pretty tonight” - As she uttered those words, her body leaned forward slightly, marking a gesture of rapprochement between her personal space and Moonflower's, who, surprised and a bit bewilderment, backed away a step
“Eehm...thank you, Blooming” - stammered Moonflower, her voice resonating with a mixture of gratitude and disbelief. Her smile, though nervous, lit up her face with unusual warmth - “you look great too.”

Blooming swayed slightly close, her eyes shining with paradoxical clarity, though her laugh was still carefree, her gaze now held a glint of honesty - “you know something Dash” - she began, moving closer to Moonflower, who was already beginning to feel uncomfortable - “I never thanked you properly for accepting all of this, the Aster thing, I mean.”

Moonflower felt a familiar weight settle in her chest - "properly? No... there's nothing to thank Blooming, you know I'm not doing this for me. If I agreed it was because... because I understand what's at stake for you" - the music and noise seemed to fade for a moment as she considered Blooming's statement

"But you can't deny that Aster is a good guy. Maybe this isn't as bad as you first thought Dash" - said Blooming, lifting a hoof to push a stray lock away from her face.
"I don't deny it Blooming" - she acknowledged cautiously, as her steps set an automatic movement over the rhythm that enveloped them - "but it doesn't change the fact that it was all relatively imposed, just like the curse."

Blooming tilted her head to the side, her expression softening as a spark of reality replaced the drunkenness on her face - "I know Shinning and I got you into this the hard way, but..." - she admitted, her words dropping in tone - "but I think he cares more about you than you think, even though it's just to get out of this curse. At the end of the day you'll get your life back Dash" - Moonflower felt a lump form in her throat, her gaze momentarily straying to the dance floor as if looking for a distraction.

It was rare for Blooming to open up like this, and although the inebriation gave her a carefree air despite how reserved she proved to be at times with her intentions on the subject, there was a truth in her words that she couldn't ignore - "maybe you could be right" - Moonflower's words seemed to fade periodically, blending in with the rhythm of the music that filled the atmosphere.

The music changed slightly to a softer, slower rhythm, Blooming seemed to lose her balance and suddenly became unsteady and her legs gave out from exhaustion. Moonflower grabbed her and put her on her shoulders, slightly attracting the attention of some ponies around them.

"Dash...I don't know how to thank you, I don't deserve it" - Blooming finally said, her voice trembling. But in an instant, the carefree laughter turned to tears, and she began to cry on Moonflower's shoulder, who rolled her eyes at the surrealness of the situation. She never thought she would have to deal with this in a way that was bitterly comical to her taste.
"Maybe you could start by not getting so drunk again next " - she joked. Blooming raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears mixed with a blush evident on her cheeks. Deep down, Dash was grateful that they were the only ones privy to the conversation, it would be very hard to explain in any other context and despite the drunkenness, it seemed Blooming could still keep the charade just for them.

It is well known that alcohol and the festive atmosphere are highly influential in the behavior of those who quickly give in to the promise of getting away from their own affairs for a few hours. All this, together, is capable of taking away the shame and filters of those you least expect.

Rainbow was aware that the royal family had never had the opportunity to spread out in environments outside the four walls of a castle, so she could easily identify the drastic behavioral changes presented by the two unicorns during that night, Aster apparently had been spared from that discomfort. She didn't know them well enough, but she knew enough to know that the stereotypes of liquor had taken over their self- control, leaving Blooming as the typical drunken pony who would not allow silence to reign in a conversation, being so dynamic and bipolar that she took away the benefit of the doubt to the truths that was able to give, taking away her credibility to anyone who did not know and see her in that state. And then there was Shinning, who was the typical passive-aggressive drunk who sought to form verbal confrontations through her words, sincere, mocking and cruel, being unable to measure how far her honesty could go, to the point that sooner or later she would lie without realizing it.

"Moonflower, what's going on here?" - Fleetfoot asked, who arrived suddenly. Her tone was concerned as she approached cautiously. Her gaze was fixed on Blooming, who she obviously recognized as "Rainbow Dash" who still looked a little loss to be her.

Moonflower felt the tension return for a moment - “Yeah, all good, she's just a little... emotional” - she admitted, feeling the situation becoming a bit uncomfortable.

Fleetfoot frowned, cocking her head to one side as she analyzed the half-dozing mare in front of her, leaning back against Moonflower's hooves - “That's weird.... Dash doesn't normally get like that, even when she drinks more than enough.”

Moonflower felt a slight shudder at the comment, but managed to keep her composure - “I guess every night brings different reactions sometimes” - she replied with a light tone, trying to deflect the attention

“I'm so sorry about this” - Fleetfoot whispered, leaning towards Moonflower and slowly pulling Dash away from her hooves - “I've seen Dash drunk before, but never like this. She usually gets more competitive, swaggering, even more self-centered than usual. But tearful and expressive? Bah” - Fleetfoot added, this time with a more relaxed smile as she shook her head.

Moonflower felt a bead of cold sweat run down the back of her neck as she recognized the irony of the comment and just nodded, keeping her expression neutral as she let go of Dash's body, who had gone from tears to a silly giggle in a matter of seconds.

“No, no, I'm fine” - Rainbow's voice interrupted, raising her head with a crooked smile, recomposing herself in her posture again.

At that moment, the mood changed as the music began to play louder and the lights dimmed, the colors quickly combining. the group of friends, which Moonflower recognized as the group that was in the betting area, began to fill the dance floor.

“Look at everyone else, we should go don't you think?” - Before either of the two mares could stop her, the pegasus disguised unicorn took a step forward, staggering. Her voice was a little louder than it should have been as she stepped into the now widened circle of her friends.

Fleetfoot let out a brief laugh, though her gaze was still locked on Moonflower, who was covering her face with her hooves in a gesture of disbelief and, deep inside, embarrassment at the image Blooming was giving her identity.

The music still thundered loudly on the dancefloor, but in the distance it gradually faded away. The night air caressed the exhausted faces with a freshness in anticipation of the starry night, contrasting with the suffocating heat of the discotheque. The group moved like an inconstant tide, forming and breaking up into small conversational groups, while others showed clear signs of exhaustion.

Aster was at the front of the group, although his eyes betrayed the accumulated fatigue, he was having a pleasant conversation with Spitfire, who was carrying a sleepy Dash on her back. His sister was at his side, leaning slightly on his side, staggering heavily with shuffling steps.

“Looks like Shinning won't make it to the castle on her feet” - Soarin mentioned glimpsing the group from the back, letting out a chuckle as he watched Aster struggle to keep his older sister upright.
"She probably won't fall down before she gets there, but she will certainly lack grace to remember tomorrow" - replied Moonflower at his side with a smile, as she took a quick glance at the group. Each step she took was heavier than the last, slowing her gait a bit, though to her good fortune, Soarin was casually helping her with his wing.

The space between them seemed like a dangerously magnetic field, each accidental brush of their hooves sending shivers down the mare' spine, who didn't hesitate to slyly break away every time this happened, but always ended up coming closer again, as if something was involuntarily pulling her towards him.

"Everything okay?" - Soarin asked, noticing the way she looked away with every movement, from his perspective it looked like she was going to stumble at any moment.

Moonflower nodded quickly, finding her balance again - "Yeah, just a little tired" - she admitted, feeling sincerity slip between her words - "how are you feeling?"

“Well, kind of tired too” - he said, a quiet smile adorning his face - “After a night like this, we all are, aren't we? Though I have to say you managed quite well” - Moonflower lifted her gaze and looked at him doubtfully.
“What exactly do you mean?” - She said, raising an eyebrow in an attempt to sound inquisitive. Soarin let out a brief chuckle at his previous ambiguity.
“I mean that, considering you're not the type for environments like this, you controlled yourself very well” Soarin explained, his tone light but with a tinge of sincerity that made Moonflower feel a small tug in her chest.
“Controlled me?” - she repeated with irony and humor in her voice, slightly husky- “I'm not sure that's a compliment, Soarin” - she rolled her eyes and gave him a slight nudge in the side
“Maybe it isn't” - Soarin said with a laugh, leaning slightly towards her, his gaze steady - “But for some it should be” - he mentioned, pointing to those who had evidently gotten carried away with the party, some staggering and laughing out loud.

Moonflower couldn't help but smile at the remark - “I guess I can't take your point away” - Their gazes met for a moment that seemed to stretch indefinitely.

As they continued walking, the group approached the entrance of the castle, which was a beacon in the middle of the sea for them. They sighed in relief as they glimpsed the majestic construction, the threshold welcoming them with welcoming fraternity.

“At last the night is over” - commented Thunderlane with a yawn - “I hope you won't wake me up tomorrow” - he joked, as he said goodbye to his companions and headed for his room, followed by Rapidfire, Misty, Lightning, Surprise and Blaze.
“Me too” - muttered Shinning, her voice barely a whisper as she dropped against the wall, struggling to stay awake.
“I'd better get Shinning to rest before she ends up asleep in the hallway” - Aster joked, shooting a complicit glance at Moonflower, who smiled at him in farewell. Aster said goodbye with a tired but affectionate gesture, guiding an almost sleeping Shinning towards their area of the castle. Their footsteps were lost in the echoing corridors.
“If you want, I can go drop Dash off in her room. Go with Fleetfoot, High Wings and Moonflower to rest” - Soarin mentioned, approaching Spitfire as he helped her get Dash off her back - ”It doesn't look like she can make it alone.”

Moonflower's heart constricted painfully in her chest, her hooves twitched restlessly as her mind worked frantically for an excuse. Rainbow lifted her head sleepily and nodded, muttering something unintelligible.

Spitfire nodded gratefully and started heading towards her room next to the two pegasus - “Moonflower, shall we go?” - she called after her, trying to catch the motionless mare's attention.

“Yes... let's go” - Moonflower replied with a fake smile, as her own hooves mechanically carried her towards the area of her quarters. Each step felt like a small sacrifice of heavy sand, trying to convince herself that there was nothing else she could do that night, though every fiber of her being screamed to turn around and follow them.

As they walked away, Moonflower couldn't help but glance over her shoulder. Soarin was there, stretching out his wing to help Blooming stand, his gaze full of concern and care. She turned her head sharply and growled lowly.

“Are you all right?” - Fleetfoot asked, noticing the expression on Moonflower's face.
“Yes thank you, I just want to get to my room” - she lied, feeling the truth catch in her throat, a truth that she too was seeking to ignore.

On the way to the royal suite, Rainbow stumbled occasionally, laughing softly with each misstep, her face, flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and amusement, seeming to glow from the warmth of Luna's night. Soarin, at her side, stood with a protective, calm presence. His helmet, strong and firm, gently held Rainbow's elbow.

“I don't know how much longer I'll last on my feet before you decide I'm dangerously clumsy” - exclaimed Rainbow, her playful tone framed by the natural arching of her eyebrows, as she managed to recover from her latest stumble. The sparkling magentas rose towards Soarin.
“I think it would be more dangerous not to hold you next time” - Soarin replied with a soft laugh, his deep voice a mixture of teasing and concern. A slight smile crept across his face, but his gaze remained warm and protective.

The mare let out an elaborate laugh that bounced off the walls, shook her hair to one side, and leaned back suddenly to the steed that accompanied her - “You know something, I've always thought...” - Rainbow began, her voice in a slurred whisper - “that you're too handsome.”

Soarin blinked, startled by the statement, her words causing him to nearly stumble himself while still holding her. He cleared his throat, averting his gaze to any point in the hallway other than the bright magenta eyes watching him intently, his heart beating faster than he'd like to admit.

“Dash I... I appreciate the compliment, you know you're really beautiful to me too, but...” - he replied with a nervous smile, trying to keep the mood light - “but I don't want you to venture to tell me what you think just because you're drunk.”
“Why not?” - Rainbow insisted, moving even closer to him, her burning gaze full of determination. Her body swayed, the simultaneousness of the responses only intensified the connection between them, and Soarin quickly held her by the shoulders. In that instant, the contact became an electrifying field, causing the world around them to blur - “you know that with me, you don't have to be like that.”

Soarin swallowed spittle, aware of the trembling in his hooves that held her by the shoulders, aware of the heartbeat coursing through his chest, aware that years of pent up feelings were threatening to overflow at any moment - “Dash, I don't want this to be a blur in your memory thanks to the alcohol” - he finally replied, his voice soft but firm - “ you know this isn't the best time, you can't even stand up ”

They reached the suite door, and Rainbow leaned back against the frame and bowed her head, though her wobbly posture detracted from her firmness - “Can you stay with me?” - she said, smiling broadly as her hoof brushed against the steed's chest - “just a little bit and...”

“No Dash, listen...” - Soarin's heart was pounding so hard he feared she could sense it, his wings quivering slightly at his side. Slowly and gently, but firmly, he grabbed the mare's hoof and pulled it away - “I'll walk you inside just to make sure you lie down to rest” - he interrupted, guiding her to the center of the room and helping her to lie down

Rainbow let out a theatrical sigh, plopping down against the mattress, her rainbow mane spilling over the pillow in a hypnotic mess - “You're always so good, you know that?” - she murmured as she clung to his neck.

“Yes, I think so” - Soarin replied, feeling the connection between them intensify - “But now, you need to rest” - he took a step back, adjusting the blanket over her with a careful gesture with his wing. Rainbow looked at him for a moment longer, her expression undecided between frustration and gratitude, though the dizziness still lingered between her temples, so she slowly began to close her eyes - “Rest, Dash. I'll see you tomorrow” - he muttered before turning towards the door.
“Yeah, tomorrow,” - Rainbow replied, her voice fading with a yawn as she settled back on the bed. From inside, Blooming began to sense her magic diminishing, undoing the effects that enveloped her slowly, removing her pegasus costume and returning her to her original unicorn form, she quickly covered her entire body with the blankets, using the part of consciousness she had alive in the back of her brain.

Before leaving completely, Soarin turned for a few brief moments, watching the mare's breathing become regular. Although she had covered herself completely, he could still catch a glimpse of her silhouette stirring among the blankets. For a moment, he thought he saw something strange about the sleeping silhouette, as if it wasn't quite the Rainbow Dash he knew, but he attributed it to the darkness of the room and his own exhausted mind. The cyan wings that once stretched out from the mattress were no longer present, “she probably arranged them on her side” he thought before quietly leaving the room.

Once outside, in the hallway, he leaned against the closed door, letting out a long sigh of relief and tension squeezing his heart, which was still racing at a pulse. His mind replayed every moment, every word, every look. The way Rainbow had approached him, the intensity of the magentas eating him alive, and how suddenly her statements had stolen the air from his lungs, it was all a whirlwind that left him confused and excited at the same time. That's why he let her rest and withdrew, because the last thing he wanted was to take advantage of a situation in which she was not fully present. He wants her yes, but he respected her more and she deserved more than blurry moments, and he... he deserves to know that when it finally happened, it would be real and not a behavioral illusion with unintended effects.

His footsteps echoed through the empty hallways as he walked away from the royal suite to his own room, each hollow echo a reminder of the moment he had just left behind, allowing the coolness of the night to contrast with his heated skin and to help him clear his thoughts, to be able to push away from his mind the vulnerability she rarely (Not to say "never") showed and to the way she had let herself get carried away.

It wasn't the first time he'd had close moments with the mare, but they'd never been so intense and disarming at the same time, something had been different... and of course he knew the answer because, for the first time, Dash had crossed that line, even if it was under the influence of alcohol, and he hated to admit that the thought gave him no comfort because, even if Dash could forget in the morning, he wouldn't, couldn't.

A deep, heavy sigh escaped his lips, he knew for a fact that the connection with Rainbow Dash had always been somewhat...complicated and special at the same time, from the first day he met her, he knew there was something beyond innate talent that had him captivated, it was something harder to find in any other mare, that way of being, that vibrant, bold personality that no one, no matter how hard they tried, could match and that cut through his defenses with a crystalline ease that completely disarmed him. Everything about her had caught up with him, slowly but irrevocably. Soarin ran a hoof across his face, as if that could erase the trail of emotions that assaulted him as if on a battlefield.

Reaching his room, he paused in front of the door, feeling the tension in his chest begin to dissipate, though the confusion was still present. He pushed open the door to his room and entered, feeling that the night still had much peace to offer beyond the darkness that competed alongside his jumbled thoughts, it was as if he was searching for solutions along a labyrinth where everything was familiar but, at the same time, slightly out of place, like the version of the mare that seemed different in some way he couldn't pinpoint but couldn't stop thinking about.

Author's Note

First of all :pinkiehappy:

Happy new year bbys, I really wish that all of your purposes have a foot next year, and of course, it would be an honor for me to be in them as well as you are in mine. I really hope that next year the successes will be more palpable for all of us. :heart: :twilightsmile:

Back to this piece, I really had a lot of fun doing this chapter, it was...interesting hahaha, things are getting more and more intense in general and the next chapters bring some...curious moments :rainbowkiss:

don't you believe me? :moustache:

Spoiler below :3

The room seemed to shrink around her. Every sound, every detail, intensified with a clarity that bordered on the unbearable, from the familiar creaking of the floor beneath her hooves, the distant, torturous whistling of the wind, and, above all, the halting breaths of the two figures in front of her....

...

... Their confused eyes intercepted her, her stomach was quivering with the contractions of her conscience, with each moment the truth still caught in her throat like prey in hunting season, but she knew she could not go on like this, she could not hide it any longer,

not from them.

... - “I...” - her voice was shaky, clipped....

“Please, I hope someday you can forgive me...” - With a determined movement, she released the clasps of the garment that had been her armor and her prison for so long....

The two ponies instinctively took a step backward, the air in the room charged with tension

...Her wings unfurled slightly, contorting in a nervous reflex to the surprise of the two ponies watching her.

her cutie mark now uncovered, a multicolored lightning bolt through a cloud stood out like a scream of truth (...)

Her gaze, for the first time, did not waver as she met theirs, hoping, fearing.... - “but I am not Moonflower...” Her small cyan face was soaked with the free and heavy tears of shame..

End of spoiler :3

I won't promise it's the next chapter, I'll just say it's a close moment, maybe even closer than it seems. I'll wait for you next year to savor more of this story and who knows.... Maybe a new one :heart: