Flurry Heart

I stepped off the train onto Ponyville station platform. Ponyville was a lot warmer than the Crystal Empire, and I mean that in multiple ways. One of which is the climate; not having the eternal winter of the empire is nice. However, the most important warmth comes from the ponies. I am a regular visitor to the small village, and no ponies give me looks despite my alicorn heritage. The majority of them smile and wave, or even ignore me. This was truly the best place on earth.

Currently, the pony I was looking for on the platform was waving her hooves in the air and yelling my name through her squeaky voice. As I rushed over to the thestral, who was roughly my age, her bat-like fangs and dark leathery wings matched her deep gray coat. All of that made her bright, vibrant fire wagon red hair and magenta-slitted eyes pop.

“Dew!” I shouted, hugging the mare who owned that name, Dew returning it, “How are you? I missed you!”

Dew rolled her eyes and said in her normal sarcastic tone, “Bestie, it has been like a fortnight since we last saw each other; you act like I just came back from the war.”

“Sorry, sorry,” I said, letting go and standing beside her. She was one of the few ponies our age who stood at my height, so I looked her in the eyes as I apologized, “It’s just that the empire is so boring; I just love being here.”

“Darn, that’s crazy. It’s almost like nobility sucks.” Dew said in her normal lack of tact, “You should, like, stop being a princess and move here.”

Dew started leading our walk as I floated my bags and followed, responding with, “It’s not that easy, plus my mother and father need me. I can’t just abandon them.”

Dew was obviously losing steam with the subject and rolled her eyes, jumping and flapping her wings backward to stand next to me, saying, “Well anyway, we should pop by Auntie to, like, say hello. Before we go to the castle,

“OOoOOOooOOOOoooOoOOOoOoOo Yeah! I missed Ms. Rarity!” I said, flapping my wings a tad with glee, and Dew just giggled.

“Also,” Dew continued, “if my sources are true, the twins are there, so you can see your special somepony” She said it with a sly look at me, making me blush my head off.

“Dew! You need to keep my secret,” I practically whispered at Dew, causing her to giggle. “Besides, she doesn’t even like girls.”

“Bestie, you are an idiot, a genius idiot. She is off her gourd for you!” Dew said, cackling as the boutique came into view.

“Well, you don’t know Pound likes you.” I started to say before Dew cut me off.

“I know for a fact he likes me; I just use it for comedy and for favors. The difference is that I know that I am amazing and that people adore me.”

”You are devious,” I said with a chuckle. Dew was one of my best friends, and her jokes like this always made me feel so normal. I forgot I was a princess.

“With pride,” Dew said before coming to a stop in the dirt, me following her lead. “Holy macaroni, my source was right; there is Pumpkin in the window.”

“Wait, you had an unreliable source; who was it?” I asked Dew out of curiosity.’

“My source was that I made it up to call you a disaster lesbian.” Dew said with a smirk.

I slapped Dew over the head with my wing, very lightly, I must add. She just laughed and flew over to the door.

Author's Note

chat i know I already posted today but this simple 3 chapter fic idea I had is morphing into something way bigger (like 8 chapters maybe idk) and i wanted this chapter to be a transition from the already to the new idea so it did not feel out of nowhere. Yes it is shorter than the rest but uhhhhhhhhhh yeah. I hope you enjoy the small break from the twins, thank you all for the support. I love the comments and seeing this added to libraries. Cheers love and macaroni!!!