Chapters "You know what, darling? I think everything is going to be okay," Rarity said with a sigh.
"No more foals, though," Solar Night Dust added firmly.
Rarity laughed. "You're right. The dinosaurs plus the clan—it was too much."
"Golden Dust started seeing a therapist," she continued.
"That’s good," Solar Night Dust said with a nod.
"I think we should put them in school," Rarity suggested.
Solar Night Dust nearly spit out his tea. "What?!"
Rarity smirked at his reaction. "Come on, darling. They’ll love it."
"I’ll ask Filthy Rich—he’s the new head of the school board," she added.
Before Solar Night Dust could respond, Swift Dig suddenly trotted into the room, looking a bit nervous. "Speaking of new things... I’m dating someone."
Solar Night Dust narrowed his eyes. "What?"
From the hallway, Lilly Pad, who had clearly been eavesdropping, poked her head in with a smirk. "Mom is going to be pissed."
Swift Dig shot her a glare. "You don’t even know who it is!"
"Doesn’t matter," Lilly Pad teased. "You know how she gets about these things."
Rarity raised an eyebrow, setting down her teacup. "Who is it, darling?"
Swift Dig hesitated for a moment, shifting his weight before muttering, "Éclair Crème."
Solar Night Dust blinked. "Wait, Éclair Crème from Canterlot?"
"Yes, her," Swift Dig sighed. "Look, I know it’s unexpected, but—"
Solar Night Dust raised an eyebrow. "I heard about what you did to his wife."
Rarity blinked. "Who told you?"
"Golden Dust."
Rarity sighed. "You really need to stop scaring her into spilling secrets."
Solar Night Dust shrugged. "I didn’t even say anything. I just looked at her, and she spilled everything to me."
Rarity chuckled, taking a sip of her tea. "Let’s enroll them anyway. We can always say Celestia forced us."
Solar Night Dust smirked. "A little scandal?" he teased.
"Just a small one," Rarity replied playfully.
Then, Solar Night Dust's playful expression faded. He set his teacup down, his voice turning solemn. "No filly should be hurt like Dimaond and Dew."
Rarity’s ears drooped slightly. She knew how much their suffering weighed on him.
"I fear Dust will never be the same again," Solar Night Dust continued before taking another sip of tea.
Rarity hesitated for a moment before speaking. "She still asks for Golden Crown," she admitted softly. "She doesn’t say it out loud in front of the others, but she tells me in private."
Alright yall this is not the end Im starting a new story continuing the story is called little foot goes to school.
Author's Note
Lilly Pad, and Swift Dig,Berry Glow,Mud Flower,Pott Bits and Amethyst Pond,
Shadow Brisk,
Littlefoot and his friends went on an adventure.
"I hear something," said Petrie.
"Okay, scout ahead and make sure there are no Sharptooth," said Littlefoot.
"Okay, Littlefoot," said Petrie. He flew towards the opening.
"What is that creature?" thought Petrie.
"I’ll fly back and tell Littlefoot what I see," Petrie thought.
"What did you see?" Ducky asked.
"A monster. It had fluffy stuff on its head and behind, and it had wings and a stick on its head," said Petrie.
"Sounds ugly," said Cera.
"Be nice," said Littlefoot.
at Fluttershy house
"Fluttershy, darling, are you home?" said Rarity.
Her two guards went with her everywhere.
"Do you see her dark wing?" said Rarity.
Dark Wing used his super-sonic hearing. "She is not here," said Dark Wing.
"A letter, Miss Rarity," said Night Echo.
She used her magic to hold the letter.
Dear Miss Rarity,
Discord is at the cave with me, Celestia, and Luna. They wanted to see what your husband found. Spike and Twilight are also at the cave. Come, dears, let's go.
"Oh my!" Rarity dropped to the ground.
"Are you all right, Miss?" Dark Wing asked.
"The baby is just kicking," said Rarity.
Whoosh—they were teleported.
"Thank you, Discord," said Rarity.
"You're welcome," said Discord.
Celestia and Fluttershy kissed his cheek.
"Spike, ready to try?" said Twilight.
"Yes," said Spike.
"Where is Solar Night Dust?" said Spike.
"Maybe you should not go in," said Twilight.
He took a deep breath and ran in.
"Spikey-wikey!" yelled Rarity.
Spike opened his eyes to see an Apatosaurus, or "Long Neck," a Triceratops, or a "Three Horn," a Saurolophus, or a "Swimmer," a Pterodactyl, Stegosaurus, Tyrannosaurus, and Oviraptor.
He knew their names because Twilight had suggested Spike read about the myths of the dinosaurs.
what he said Apatosaurus (aka little foot)
Spike could only understand bits of what they were saying.
Maybe is chomper said Oviraptor(ruby)
“I’m a dragon,” said Spike.
He blew a puff of fire into the air.
The group stepped back in surprise.
“Please untie him,” said Spike the dragon.
Stegosaurus (also known as Spike) chomped through the vines, freeing Solar Night Dust.
“Thanks, Spike,” said Solar Night Dust to the dragon.
“Please get Fluttershy,” said Spike the dragon. “I can understand bits of what they’re saying.”
“Stay here,” said Spike the dragon firmly.
“We’re listening to a dragon?” Cera asked, skeptical but intrigued.
Solar Night Dust and Spike left together.
“You’re a good friend, Spike,” said Solar Night Dust.
“You’re welcome,” replied Spike the dragon.
Spike realized that Rarity was truly happy with Solar Night Dust and decided to let them be.
“Are you ready, Celestia asked Fluttershy.
Both Celestia and Fluttershy cared deeply for Discord, treating each other like sisters as they both loved him.
“You can do it,” said Discord encouragingly.
“Thank you, both of you,” said Fluttershy. She took a deep breath and stepped into the cave.
Solar Night Dust and Spike had left. Now, it was up to her.
“Hello, dinosaurs,” said Fluttershy gently.
She had always loved reading about mythical creatures and had a knack for connecting with all beings.
“Ohh, she is pretty!” said Ducky, smiling brightly.
“Oh, thank you,” replied Fluttershy, blushing slightly. “What are your names?”
“Littlefoot is the leader,” said Ducky.
“That’s me,” said Littlefoot as he stepped forward confidently.
“I’m Cera,” said Cera, lifting her head proudly. Her orange hide glistened in the light.
“I’m Ducky,” said Ducky cheerfully.
“You’re a swimmer, aren’t you?” asked Fluttershy, her knowledge of animals shining through.
“Yes! How did you know?” asked Ducky, amazed.
“I know many animals and creatures and what they can do,” Fluttershy replied with a warm smile.
“I’m Chomper,” said the black dinosaur with enormous teeth.
“I’m Ruby,” said the pink dinosaur kindly.
“And I’m Petrie,” added the bat-like dinosaur, who flapped his wings nervously.
“And this is Spike,” Ducky added, gesturing toward the silent Stegosaurus.
“How did you get in this cave?” Fluttershy asked gently, her soft voice carrying an air of concern.
“We got trapped in this cave,” Littlefoot explained, his tone filled with a mix of sadness and determination. “We were running from Sharpteeth and found this place to hide. Then we found some green plants to eat.”
“But we can’t stay here forever,” Cera added, her voice firm. “We have to find our parents.”
Fluttershy’s heart clenched at Cera’s words. She nodded, trying to keep her emotions under control. “I’ll be right back,” she said softly and quickly turned to leave the cave.
Once outside, Fluttershy paused and took a deep breath. Her mind was spinning. How do I tell them that their families…She couldn’t finish the thought. It was too painful. Maybe Princess Celestia would know what to do.
“Celestia,” Fluttershy called as she approached the regal alicorn.
Celestia turned, her calm, wise eyes meeting Fluttershy’s troubled gaze. “What is it, Fluttershy?”
“The dinosaurs,” Fluttershy began, her voice trembling. “They said they’re going to look for their families.” She hesitated, tears welling in her eyes. “What do we tell them?”
Celestia’s expression grew somber as she processed the situation. She lowered her head slightly, her tone soft and compassionate. “I understand,” she said. “This is a difficult truth to share, but they deserve honesty. If their families are truly gone, they must know. But we will help them move forward, Fluttershy. They won’t face this alone.”
Before Fluttershy could respond, Discord appeared in a swirl of chaos magic, balancing on a unicycle while juggling glowing orbs. “Why not let me take care of it?” he said, his voice light but with a hint of seriousness. “I could retrieve their parents for them.”
“That’s very kind of you, Discord,” Celestia said with a warm smile.
Twilight Sparkle, who had been listening nearby, stepped forward with a thoughtful frown. “But what if that changes what we know about them? Altering their past could have consequences we can’t predict.”
“And if you bring their families back, other ponies might demand the same for their loved ones,” Luna added, her tone cautious but understanding.
Discord huffed, crossing his mismatched arms. “Oh, of course. Logic and rules, as always. I was just trying to help.”
Celestia gave Discord a kind look. “It is very thoughtful of you, Discord, but perhaps there is another way to help them without altering time.”
Fluttershy, feeling overwhelmed, looked at her friends. “I just want to help them feel safe and loved. They’ve been through so much.”
“And we will,” Celestia said firmly. “Together, we’ll figure out the best way to guide them.”
“I’ll tell them,” Rarity volunteered, her voice steady but filled with compassion.
Fluttershy nodded at Rarity, her soft, determined gaze meeting the unicorn’s. “I’ll translate for you,” she said gently.
Rarity smiled at Fluttershy’s resolve. “Thank you, darling. Your gift with creatures will help us deliver this news with care.”
The two mares re-entered the cave, their presence drawing the attention of the dinosaurs. Littlefoot stepped forward, his large eyes filled with quiet determination.
“Did you talk to your friends? Do they know where our families are?” he asked hopefully.
Fluttershy took a deep breath and began translating Rarity’s words. “Rarity has something important to tell you. She wants you to know the truth.”
Rarity stepped closer, her voice soft and steady as Fluttershy translated. “Darlings, I know this will be hard to hear, but we believe your families may not be in this world. The place you once knew is gone.”
The cave grew silent. Littlefoot’s head drooped, and Ducky clung to Spike the Stegosaurus. Even Cera, who always tried to appear strong, had tears brimming in her eyes.
“So... they’re gone forever?” Littlefoot’s voice quivered as Fluttershy translated his words.
Rarity knelt down to his level, her heart aching for the young dinosaur. “I’m so sorry, my dear. But even though they’re not here, you carry their love and their lessons within you. That’s something no one can ever take away.”
Chomper, his sharp teeth glinting in the dim light, spoke softly. “We still have each other, right?”
Fluttershy nodded, translating his words into a language the ponies understood. “Yes, and that’s so important. Together, you’re strong, and you can make a new home here.”
Ruby chimed in, her tone thoughtful. “Maybe we can learn about this place and find a way to fit in. We’re good at exploring!”
Littlefoot hesitated before asking, “But... where will we stay? We can’t live in this cave forever.”
Rarity smiled gently, her heart warming at the question. “I’m so glad you asked, darling. We’ve already started thinking about that.”
The group slowly gathered around Rarity, their wide, hopeful eyes fixed on her.
Fluttershy glanced at them and understood their silent plea. “Rarity,” she said softly, “I think they want to stay with you.”
Rarity blinked, momentarily taken aback. “Umm…” she murmured, looking at the eager faces of the dinosaurs.
Then, with a deep breath and a warm smile, she nodded. “We’ll try it, darlings. We’ll make it work.”
Fluttershy translated the response, and the dinosaurs erupted in cheers and happy sounds.
Rarity chuckled, her heart swelling. “Well, I suppose I have some new houseguests!”
“Darling, the guests would like to stay with us at the castle,” said Rarity.
“They’re so cute!” Luna exclaimed, moving to try to scoop up Cera.
But Cera wasn’t having any of it. With a quick flick of her tail, she whacked away Luna’s embrace, causing the alicorn to stumble back in surprise.
Celestia and Discord let out a laugh, their amusement adding to the light-hearted atmosphere.
“All right,” said Luna, blushing slightly. “I get the message! No need to whack me with that tail, dear!”
Cera, smirking. “See? Told you I’m not a baby.”
fluttershy tell them to follow me said Solar night dust.
fluttershy translates.
come group said little foot.
Solar Night Dust led the group through the dense trees of the Everfree Forest, guiding them toward his secluded home. "It’s not much, but it’s a safe place for my family and a mix of my tribe," he said quietly, casting a glance over his shoulder to make sure everyone was following.
The path was narrow and winding, but after a short walk, they came upon a cozy, hidden clearing. A small, charming cottage stood amidst a cluster of lush greenery, with vines creeping up the walls and a beautiful lily pad pond in the front.
Lilly Pad stepped out from the porch, her bright smile lighting up her face when she saw the group approaching. Sweetie Belle, Berry Glow, Swift Dig, Pott Bits, Amethyst Pond, and Mud Flower were all gathered near the pond, playing or chatting amongst themselves.
"Oh, Solar!" Lilly Pad exclaimed, rushing over to him. "I see we have guests."
"Yes," Solar Night Dust replied, giving a soft smile. "They’ll be staying with us for a while."
Sweetie Belle ran up to the group, eager to meet the new arrivals. "Who are all these new friends?" she asked excitedly.
"We are the dinosaurs," Littlefoot said proudly, stepping forward. "I’m Littlefoot, and these are my friends—Cera, Ducky, Chomper, Ruby, and Petrie."
Rarity smiled warmly. "These lovely creatures will be staying with us for some time. I’m sure we’ll all get along wonderfully."
The group was led into the castle, where the dinosaurs looked around with wide-eyed curiosity. Lilly Pad, seeing their apprehension, offered them some freshly prepared food to ease their nerves. The scent of delicious treats filled the air, and the dinosaurs slowly began to relax.
Cera, although still a little wary, grinned as she tasted the food. "This is good!" she exclaimed.
“Glad you like it, darling,” Rarity replied, with a kind smile.
They all could understand the the dinos now discord made a spell for only spefic ponys to understand them.
As the evening wore on, the dinosaurs felt more at home. The warmth of the castle and the caring atmosphere made them feel safe and welcome, a feeling they hadn't had for a long time.
"This could be our new home," Littlefoot said softly to his friends, his eyes shining with hope.
Spike nodded ducky smiled at her brother.
Rarity stood by the window, her eyes softening as she watched the group of dinosaurs and ponies playing in the pond.
The excitement in the air was palpable as Rarity turned to the group, her eyes wide with urgency and anticipation. She was flustered, her usual composure shaken by the unexpected turn of events.
"Um, Rarity, why is there water on the floor?" Flash Sentry asked, raising an eyebrow at the small puddle that had begun to spread across the floor.
Rarity, her eyes filled with sudden concern, looked down and then quickly towards the other side of the room. "The baby’s coming!" she exclaimed.
Sweetie Belle, who had been listening, gasped. "What? The baby?!"
"Yes, darling, the baby!" Rarity's voice was filled with panic and excitement as she rushed to prepare. "Everyone, gather around! We need to get ready now!"
Dark Wing and Night Echo, Solar Night Dust's loyal guards, stood close by, their eyes scanning the room for any potential danger. They knew how much Solar Night Dust and his family valued this moment, and they wouldn't let anything disrupt the calm of the evening.
Solar Night Dust, noticing the change in atmosphere, looked over at Rarity. "Are you all right?" he asked softly, but with a knowing expression.
Rarity nodded, but her face was filled with nervous energy. "Yes, but we need to act fast. The spell needs to be cast, and we need to ensure everyone is safe for the birth."
"I won’t let anything happen," Solar Night Dust assured, his tone firm and unwavering.
As the group gathered, they could hear the sounds of someone in pain in the distance—Solar Night Dust’s voice, loud and clear, spoke from the other room.
"Ready for teleporting?" Solar Night Dust called out from behind the door, ensuring that everyone was prepared.
"Yes," came the uncertain chorus of voices, but there was a definite sense of readiness in the air. They trusted Solar Night Dust and Rarity, and although it was a strange and tense moment, everyone could feel that something important was about to happen.
From across the room, Solar Night Dust’s voice was steady and calm as he responded with confidence. "You won’t forget, Rarity. You’ve got this. We all do. he told her in here mind.
Rarity took a deep breath, and with a final nod, she turned toward the group. "All right, let’s do this."
With a final surge of magic, the world around them shifted once again. The soft, shimmering light enveloped the group, and they felt themselves being transported. It wasn’t long before they arrived in a new location, a warm and welcoming hospital-like environment designed for magical beings. The walls glowed with a gentle, soothing light, and the air smelled faintly of lavender and fresh herbs.
Rarity took a deep breath as she looked around. This place was perfect—everything about it exuded warmth and safety. There were soft, plush beds, magical healing devices lining the walls, and calming sounds filling the air. It was the perfect place to bring new life into the world.
Rarity let out a sigh of relief, feeling the tension in her body ease just a little. "This is it," she whispered to herself, gathering strength for what was to come.
Sweetie Belle, standing close by, looked up at Rarity with wide, concerned eyes. "Are you okay, Rarity?" she asked softly.
Rarity smiled down at her sister, her voice a little shakier than usual. "I will be, darling. I just need to stay calm."
At the same time, the dinosaurs—Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Chomper, Ruby, and Petrie—stood nearby, watching the proceedings with quiet awe. Littlefoot stepped forward, his eyes filled with determination. "We’re here for you, mom?," he said, his voice strong and steady.
The sound of hooves entering the room caught everyone's attention. The hospital staff, gentle ponies who had been trained to handle magical births, began to move into the room, preparing for the delivery. Their presence was reassuring, and their calm demeanor helped put everyone at ease.
Solar Night Dust, standing beside Rarity, kept his focus on her, using his magic to help steady the room and keep everything calm. He had already cast protective spells to ensure everyone’s safety. His quiet assurance was a source of strength for Rarity.
Rarity’s eyes shifted from Solar Night Dust to the others in the room. "Thank you," she said softly, her voice full of gratitude. "I’m so glad you’re all here."
Sweetie Belle and the dinosaurs all nodded, offering their support without words, simply by being there. The entire room seemed to hold its breath as Rarity prepared to bring new life into the world.
As the moments passed, the tension in the room began to build. Solar Night Dust stood by Rarity’s side, his calming presence helping her focus. "You're doing great, Rarity," he whispered, his voice steady. "Just breathe, and remember—we’re in this together."
Rarity nodded, closing her eyes and focusing on her breathing. She could feel the magic of the room, the love and support surrounding her. This would be a moment to remember—one she would share with her loved ones forever.
And in that moment, the room was filled with a sense of peace, knowing that soon, everything would be okay.
As the atmosphere grew more serene, Lilly Pad, Berry Glow, Swift Dig, Pott Bits, Amethyst Pond, and Mud Flower entered the room. They had come along with the others to support Rarity, their presence adding an extra layer of comfort. Lilly Pad stepped forward with a soft, comforting smile, her eyes filled with warmth.
“We’re here for you, Rarity,” Lilly Pad said gently, her voice a soothing melody. She stood by Rarity’s side, offering her support in the quiet way she always did. Berry Glow and Amethyst Pond followed closely, both giving Rarity reassuring nods.
Swift Dig, with his usual energy, took a moment to gather his thoughts before speaking. “You’ve got this, Rarity!” he cheered, his words lightening the mood. Mud Flower, ever the calm one, stood beside Swift Dig and gave Rarity a silent but meaningful look of encouragement. Pott Bits, looking slightly more nervous than usual, gave a small wave to Rarity.
The hospital staff moved around the room, preparing for the delivery, but it was clear that the supportive group of ponies and dinosaurs had created an atmosphere of safety and unity. They formed a small circle around Rarity, offering warmth and kindness. The air was full of hope and love.
Solar Night Dust, still by Rarity’s side, felt the growing strength of their collective support. He could feel the magic of the room becoming more charged with energy, the group’s love weaving together to create an unbreakable bond.
Rarity looked around, her heart swelling with gratitude. "Thank you, everypony," she whispered, feeling the immense love and care surrounding her. "This means everything."
As the night wore on and the time grew nearer, the group stayed close, ready to lend a hoof or offer comfort when needed. With every passing moment, it became clear: this was a time of new beginnings, not just for Rarity and her family, but for everyone who had gathered in support.
And as the first signs of the baby’s arrival became apparent, the atmosphere in the room was not one of fear, but of hope. With everypony—and every dinosaur—there, Rarity knew that this was a birth that would be surrounded by nothing but love.
The hospital room buzzed with quiet, purposeful energy as everypony and dinosaur worked together to ensure Rarity was as comfortable as possible. Flash Sentry, ever watchful, stood by the door, his eyes scanning the room for anything that might need his attention. His presence was reassuring, a calm force in the midst of the heightened anticipation.
Dark Wing and Night Echo, Solar Night Dust’s loyal guards, stood firm by Rarity’s side, vigilant as always. Their sharp eyes never missed a detail. Though they stood silent, their protective energy radiated in the room, offering a sense of safety and security. Dark Wing’s wings were slightly raised, ready to shield Rarity from anything that could disrupt the calm atmosphere. Night Echo, his posture equally prepared, gave Rarity a subtle nod, as if silently telling her they had everything under control.
Solar Night Dust glanced at the two guards before turning his attention back to Rarity. “We’re all here,” he murmured, his voice a comforting presence amidst the chaos of the moment. “Nothing is going to happen that we can’t handle.”
As the room filled with soft murmurs of support, Rarity focused on the task ahead, surrounded by the warmth of her loved ones. The tension in the air was palpable, but there was an undercurrent of confidence and determination.
Flash Sentry nodded at Rarity's words, his eyes filled with a mixture of professionalism and empathy. "Yes, Miss," he said firmly, before quickly leaving the room to ensure that Twilight would be ready to care for the foal when the time came. Flash's calm and reassuring presence had been a comfort to Rarity throughout the entire process, and knowing that he was on top of everything brought her a sense of peace.
Lilly Pad, Sweetie Belle, and Swift Dig stayed close by Rarity's side, their comforting presence a constant reassurance. They each held a quiet but powerful energy, ready to lend a hoof or offer support in any way they could. Lilly Pad's gentle smile never wavered, and Sweetie Belle's bright eyes were full of determination, while Swift Dig's energy buzzed around him, keeping the mood light with a quiet cheerfulness.
Dark Wing, always vigilant, stayed just behind them. He kept his wings slightly spread, protective, but with a soft, understanding look in his eyes. His loyalty to Rarity and her family was unshakable, and he wasn’t about to let anything distract him from his mission to keep her and everyone safe.
Night Echo, ever watchful, gave Rarity one final look before moving toward the door. His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and with a firm nod, he made sure that no one would be able to interfere with the peaceful atmosphere. "Yes, Miss," he affirmed, his tone steady as he took his position at the entrance to ensure that the other ponies were protected.
As the minutes passed, the atmosphere in the room seemed to grow even more serene, despite the growing urgency. Twilight Sparkle entered, her magic ready to assist with the care of the foal when the moment arrived. She gave Rarity a soft smile and placed a gentle hoof on her shoulder. "We’ve got this, Rarity. You're in good hooves," she said, her voice full of warmth and reassurance.
Rarity took a deep breath, nodding as she felt a surge of strength from her friends and family. The room seemed to glow with a quiet, supportive energy, and as the nurse, Red Heart, gently instructed her to push, Rarity focused on the task at hand.
"Push, Miss Rarity," Red Heart guided her, her voice calm and steady.
With a final burst of effort, Rarity gave one last push, and then—everything seemed to fall silent. The tension in the air dissolved as the sound of a baby’s cry filled the room.
Lilly Pad’s eyes brightened, and she rushed forward to offer a reassuring hoof to Rarity. "You did it, Rarity!" she exclaimed, her voice full of joy.
Sweetie Belle, tears in her eyes, hugged Rarity tightly. "You’re a mom now!" she said with a beaming smile.
Swift Dig bounced excitedly in place, his energy contagious. "The baby’s here! The baby’s here!"
Solar Night Dust, standing by Rarity’s side, watched in awe as the miracle unfolded. His hoof gently pressed against hers, offering silent support. "We did it, darling," he said softly, his voice filled with pride.
Rarity's eyes widened as she tried to make sense of the situation, her head spinning. She had just given birth, and now she was surrounded by a confusing mix of ponies, dinosaurs, and even bat ponies. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "Ahhh, why am I in the hospital?" she asked, her voice strained with both confusion and exhaustion.
Twilight stepped forward, her calm presence reassuring. "It's all right, Rarity," she said gently. "The baby is fine. We’re just making sure everything is okay after the birth."
Flash Sentry, standing close by, nodded in agreement. "We were looking after the baby for you," he said, smiling warmly. "We brought her over to you, and now you can rest."
Rarity’s eyes softened as she looked at the filly, floating gently in the air. She blinked, her mind trying to process everything. "Who are these bat ponies?" she asked.
Author's Note
Raritey ask for some gaurds from cantrlot, flash was on the list but he had other reasons to be near ponyville she knew.
"You don't remember us?" Lilly Pad asked, her voice trembling as she fought back tears.
"Should I?" Rarity replied, her tone sharp but tinged with confusion.
"Here, maybe this will help," Solar Night Dust interjected, holding out a photo.
Rarity glanced at it briefly but shook her head. "I don't believe you."
Without another word, she turned to leave. "I must return to Ponyville," she declared, her voice firm.
"Mother, wait!" Little Foot called out desperately, but Rarity did not look back.
Rarity rushed out of the hospital, her nerves frayed. "Nurse! There’s... there’s a dragon creature trying to get me!" she exclaimed, her voice panicked and unsteady.
"Dark Wing, go protect her," commanded Solar Night Dust, his voice steady and firm.
"Yes, sir, Solar Night Dust," Dark Wing replied, swiftly taking to the skies.
"I need to speak with the princess," Solar Night Dust said decisively.
"I’ll get Zecora," Twilight Sparkle offered. "We’ll meet you at Canterlot."
"Night Echo, take the small ones home," Solar Night Dust instructed, glancing at the younger ones.
"Dad, will you help?" Solar Night Dust asked, his tone softer now, looking at Swift Dig.
"Yes, I’ll help, son," Swift Dig replied warmly. "Come here, Lilly Pad," he said, opening his arms.
Lilly Pad ran to him, and they embraced tightly.
"Flash," Solar Night Dust called out, "come with us to Canterlot."
Flash nodded. "Here is your daughter back," he said, handing her over gently.
Solar Night Dust tried to use his magic to take his daughter back, but she clung tightly to Flash and wouldn’t let go.
"I think she’s chosen you," Solar Night Dust admitted with a small, bittersweet smile.
Flash nodded again, holding the filly close. "Let’s get to the train," he said, leading the way.
In canterlot
Twilight, noticing the tension, whispered to Shining Armor, "Are you sure you're okay with this?"
Shining Armor turned to Flash, his voice rising in alarm. "Did you get my sister pregnant?"
"She is mine," Solar Night Dust said, his tone firm.
"Oh really?" Shining Armor scoffed. "Do you think I’ll fall for that? She looks like both of you!"
The two sisters instinctively used their wings to hide their embarrassment, their faces flushed.
Zecora stared at the floor, lost in thought.
Flash, trying to defuse the tension, raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Then why does she look like a bat?"
The baby let out a soft wail, breaking the silence.
Twilight quickly used her magic to rock the foal, calming it down.
"Is that an insult?" Solar Night Dust asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Um... I’ll be quiet," Flash muttered, stepping back.
"What are you going to call the foal?" Cadance asked, her eyes soft with curiosity.
"Princess Dust Sparkle Sentry," Solar Night Dust replied, a proud glint in his eyes.
"Can I hold her?" Cadance asked gently.
Before Twilight could respond, Dust suddenly flew over to Cadance.
"How can she fly? She's only a day old!" Luna exclaimed, her voice full of amazement.
"Bat ponies can do that before the talk," Solar Night Dust explained, his tone calm.
Twilight, still processing everything, turned to Celestia. "How are we going to help Rarity?"
Celestia walked over to a stained-glass window, pressing her hoof against the wall, causing it to shift.
"This flower will restore her memory and give her other powers," Celestia explained, her tone serious and comforting.
"Where is it?" Solar Night Dust asked urgently.
"The Everfree Forest," Zecora answered, her voice steady.
"I’ll take the dino foals," Solar Night Dust said, determination clear in his voice. "We need to move quickly."
Author's Note
Sorry yall im tried today
Author's Note
I really wanted the dinos who are coming in dnd outfits I tryed making some but they looked bad so ill descibe what there wearing.
This will take a month
“You’re going to go save our new mom?” Cera asked, her voice hopeful but tinged with worry.
Solar Night Dust knelt down, his expression softening as he placed a hoof on Cera’s shoulder. “I want to take all of you, but I can’t. The forest is dangerous, and I need to know you’re safe.”
“But we can help!” Cera protested, stomping a hoof.
Zecora stepped forward, her gaze calm but firm. “Only three of you may remain behind; this is not a choice that is unkind. The journey ahead is fraught with fear, but your safety is paramount here.”
Solar Night Dust sighed and looked at the group of young ones. “Spike, Ruby, and Chomper—you must stay behind,” he said with resolve.
Sadly moaned Spike.
Will be back said ducky. she gave spike a hug.
Ruby and Chomper exchanged uneasy glances.
“We can fight too,” Ruby said, her voice steady.
“I know you can,” Solar said with a small smile. “But this isn’t just about fighting. It’s about making sure there’s someone strong here if anything happens while we’re gone.”
Chomper lowered his gaze. “We just don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I promise I’ll come back,” Solar Night Dust said, his voice firm and reassuring.
Spike hesitated before nodding.
Solar gave a small nod of appreciation, then turned to the rest of the group. “Let’s move. We’re running out of time.”
Little foot has joined the party.
Cera has joined the party.
Ducky has joined the party.
Petri has joined the party.
Zerrcoa has joined the party.
Solar Night Dust has joined the party.
There stood the being of the everfree forest.
How long will this be ask Cera.
A month said Solar night dust.
Follow me said Zerrcoa.
They followed Zerrcoa
As they traveled deeper into the Everfree Forest, the path became more difficult to follow. Roots of ancient trees snaked across the ground, making each step an obstacle. The further they walked, the darker it seemed to get. Despite the canopy above, the forest felt suffocating, as though something was watching them from the shadows.
Zerrcoa led the way, her footsteps sure and steady. She moved with confidence, as if the forest itself had spoken to her, guiding her path. “This way,” she called over her shoulder, never pausing in her steps.
Cera looked up at Solar, her voice soft. “Do you think we’re getting closer?”
“I don’t know,” Solar replied, his voice distant. “But we’ll keep going. We have to.”
Littlefoot, despite his determination, couldn’t help but feel the weight of the journey pressing on him. “I won’t lose another mother,” he muttered again, the words more to himself than anyone else.
Solar Night Dust’s gaze hardened. “We won’t. We’ll bring her back.”
The group continued through the forest, their steps echoing in the silence, the weight of the task ahead bearing down on them. They knew the dangers the forest held, but they were determined to face them. Whatever it took.
“It’s getting dark,” Solar Night Dust said, coming to a halt. “We can stop now. We need rest to keep our strength up.”
The group nodded, exhaustion showing in their eyes. The dinosaurs collapsed onto the soft forest floor, their weariness evident after the long trek.
“I’ll gather wood to light a fire,” Zecora offered, her tone never dire.
Solar gave her a grateful nod. “Thank you, Zecora. Be careful.”
The dinosaurs huddled together for warmth, their small group a comforting reminder that they were not alone.
Soon, Zecora returned, her arms filled with branches and kindling. She carefully set up a fire pit in the center of their campsite.
Solar Night Dust stepped forward, pointing his horn at the prepared firewood. With a small surge of magic, the wood ignited, casting a warm glow across the clearing.
“We’ll rest here,” Solar said softly, looking around at the group. “We’re one step closer to bringing her back. Stay strong, everyone.”
Ill be on watch said solar night dust.
This is day one.
Day 2
Rarity went downstairs to begin her work, humming softly to herself.
“Where are my machines?” she asked, her voice filled with mild confusion.
“Fluttershy borrowed them,” Sweetie Belle said, peeking her head into the room.
“Could you ask her to return them, please?” Rarity asked with a small, polite smile.
“Yes, I will,” Sweetie Belle replied before heading out the door.
A pegasus entered the shop, gliding effortlessly on roller skates.
“You must be the famous Rarity,” the pegasus said with a warm smile.
Rarity blushed slightly. Ever since Princess Cadance’s wedding, so many ponies had come to visit her boutique.
“How can I help you?” Rarity asked, her voice gracious and professional.
Mommy, wait for me!” a small voice called out.
A little bat pony came in on roller skates, trailing after the pegasus.
“A bat pony?” Rarity said, her voice tinged with surprise.
“I found her in the Everfree,” the pegasus explained.
“She has two types of wings,” Rarity observed, still intrigued.
“Bat and pegasus,” the pegasus confirmed.
“I’m super fast!” the filly exclaimed with a grin before zooming to Canterlot and back “Whoosh!”
“Why are her bat wings covered in fabric?” Rarity asked, her curiosity piqued.
“The magic from her birth burned them,” the pegasus explained solemnly.
“May I examine them?” Rarity asked the filly gently.
“Yes,” the little bat pony replied, her voice small and hesitant.
Rarity used her magic to carefully unwrap the wings. Beneath the fabric, there were patches of scarred skin where the wings should have been.
“What is your name, little one?” Rarity asked softly.
“Golden Dust,” the filly replied.
“And yours?” Rarity asked, turning to the pegasus.
“Golden Crown,” the pegasus answered with a warm smile.
Day 2
He could have sworn he heard a bat pony cry out in pain. The sound had come from far away, in Ponyville, too distant to investigate. Still, it lingered in his thoughts, casting a shadow over the quiet night.
As the first rays of sunlight broke through the horizon, Solar Night Dust shook off his unease and turned his attention to the group. "Come on, everyone, up!" he called, his voice steady but firm.
"Okay," Little Foot mumbled, his voice groggy. He yawned widely, stretched his small legs, and wandered over to a patch of grass to munch lazily.
“Little Foot is the first up—he gets to rest first,” Solar Night Dust said with a chuckle.
At his words, the rest of the dinosaurs groaned softly, their eyes popping open one by one. Soon, they were all up, grazing on the dewy grass with quiet determination.
"Thank you," Solar Night Dust said, his voice warm with appreciation as he watched the group.
Nearby, Zerrcoa was sorting through a small pile of berries she had collected. She nudged a portion toward Solar Night Dust with her hoof. "These berries—only you and I can eat them," she said, glancing at him.
“Thank you, Zerrcoa,” Solar Night Dust replied. He used his wing to carefully pop one of the berries into his mouth. The sweetness was a welcome burst of energy after the long, restless night.
“Is everyone ready?” Solar Night Dust asked, scanning the camp.
Zerrcoa nodded. “Yes. The fire is put out,” she reported efficiently.
“I need help putting on my cloak,” Little Foot piped up, his voice small and hopeful.
“I’ll help you,” Solar Night Dust said without hesitation. His horn lit up with a soft glow as he gently draped the cloak over Little Foot’s shoulders, fastening it securely. He then carefully placed the necklace around the young dinosaur’s neck, ensuring it sat just right.
Little Foot looked up at him with a bright smile. “Thank you!”
Solar Night Dust straightened up, looking around at the group once more. "Anyone else need help?"
“No,” came the chorus of replies from the dinosaurs, who were now fully awake and ready to move.
“Good. Let’s pack up and head out,” Solar Night Dust said. He turned to Zerrcoa. “Lead the way.”
With the camp cleared and the group in formation, they began their journey, stepping into the warm morning light. Though Solar Night Dust’s mind lingered on the distant cry he’d heard in the night, he kept his focus on his companions, ready for whatever lay ahead.
The group had fallen into an uneasy silence as they continued through the forest, the tension thick in the air. Even Little Foot, usually full of questions and energy, stayed quiet, his small legs working hard to keep pace.
Suddenly, Ducky, her voice small but hopeful, broke the silence. “Um… Mister Dad?”
Solar Night Dust glanced over his shoulder, his serious expression softening. “Yes, Ducky?”
“May we… may we sing a song?” she asked, tilting her head shyly.
Solar Night Dust’s lips curved into a gentle smile. “Of course. A song might be just what we need right now.”
Ducky’s face lit up with joy. She glanced at the others, her enthusiasm infectious. “A one, two, one, two, three!” she said, her voice chiming like a bell.
The group hesitated for a moment, exchanging unsure glances, but then Ducky started humming a familiar tune. Her light, cheerful melody drifted through the air, lifting the group’s spirits like sunlight piercing through the trees.
Little Foot was the first to join in, his small voice harmonizing with Ducky’s. Soon, the other dinosaurs joined, their deeper voices blending together in a rich chorus. Even Zerrcoa hummed softly under her breath, though she tried to hide her smile.
Solar Night Dust walked at the back, his wings relaxed as he listened to the makeshift choir. He couldn’t help but chuckle softly as Ducky led the group, her tiny frame bouncing with excitement as she sang the words:
🎵 Through the trees and over the hills,
Ducky's voice was bright and cheery as she continued, bouncing slightly as she led the tune. The others joined in, their voices blending into a warm, harmonious melody.
🎵 Step by step, we take the trail,
Little Foot sang with enthusiasm, his young voice rising above the others. His tail wagged slightly as he added his own spin to the next verse:
🎵 Look at the sky, the sun shines bright,
Cera, who had been humming quietly, finally joined in with her low, steady voice:
🎵 The winds may howl, the trees may sway,
The dinosaurs stomped lightly in rhythm, their movements turning into a playful march. Even the forest seemed to hum along, the rustling leaves and distant bird calls weaving into the melody.
Ducky, ever the leader of this cheerful moment, twirled slightly as she sang the next verse:
🎵 With berries sweet and grass so green,
Solar Night Dust, who had been quietly watching with a soft smile, finally added his voice—a deep, steady bass that gave the song a grounding presence:
🎵 So onward we go, through thick and thin,
The group’s voices rose together for the final chorus, their harmony ringing through the trees:
🎵 Through the trees and over the hills,
As the group’s laughter echoed through the forest, Solar Night Dust smiled and slowed his pace. “Okay, everyone,” he called out, his voice carrying over the din, “time for lunch.”
“Lunch!” Ducky chirped, bouncing with excitement. “I’m hungry, yep, yep, yep!”
Little Foot wagged his tail eagerly. “Me too! I hope we find some really good grass this time!”
Zerrcoa gestured toward a sunlit clearing just ahead, where the trees thinned, and the grass was lush and green. “That spot should do,” she said, leading the way with her usual steady composure.
The group settled into the clearing, each finding their preferred patch of grass or shade. Little Foot immediately began munching on the fresh blades, his tail swishing happily. Ducky and some of the smaller dinosaurs formed a circle, chattering as they ate, their earlier silence replaced with playful conversation.
Solar Night Dust scanned the area with a practiced eye, ensuring there were no threats nearby before settling near Zerrcoa. She nudged a small pile of berries toward him, the same sweet variety they had shared earlier.
“You need to eat too,” she said firmly. “You’ve been up all night.”
Solar Night Dust chuckled softly. “You’re right,” he admitted, taking one of the berries with his wing. “But I can’t help it. There’s something about that cry I heard last night… I can’t shake the feeling that someone’s in trouble.”
Zerrcoa tilted her head thoughtfully. “If it was as far as Ponyville, it’s beyond our reach for now. We have to focus on the group and getting the flower for rartiey.”
Before Zerrcoa could respond, Ducky bounded over, her mouth full of grass but her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “What are you two talking about?” she asked, her words slightly muffled.
Just something I heard said solar night dust.
“How’s the grass over there?”“ Solar Night Dust said, ruffling her head gently with his wing.
“It’s yummy!” Ducky declared. “And the sun feels so warm!” She turned back to the others. “You should try it, Mister Dad! Yep, yep, yep!”
Solar Night Dust is just being cautious, as he always is said zerrcoa.
Ducky nodded slowly, her trust in Solar Night Dust evident in her expression. “Okay, Mister Dad. But if it comes close, I’ll help you protect everyone. Yep, yep, yep!” she said, puffing out her chest proudly her mushroom hat blocked her view for a minute making the dinos laugh.
Everyone ready to go?” asked Solar Night Dust.
“Yes!” the group replied in unison.
“Let’s go,” Solar Night Dust said, his voice resolute. With Zerrcoa leading the way, the group began their journey, stepping into the warm morning light.
back to ponyville
Rarity hummed softly to herself as she descended the stairs to begin her work.
“Where are my machines?” she asked aloud, noticing their absence.
“Fluttershy borrowed them,” Sweetie Belle said, peeking her head into the room.
“Could you ask her to return them, please?” Rarity asked with a polite smile.
“Yes, I will,” Sweetie Belle replied before heading out the door.
A pegasus entered the boutique, gliding effortlessly on roller skates.
“You must be the famous Rarity,” the pegasus said warmly.
Rarity blushed slightly. Ever since Princess Cadance’s wedding, so many ponies had come to visit her boutique. “How can I help you?” she asked graciously.
“Mommy, wait for me!” a small voice called out.
A little bat pony rolled into the shop on roller skates, trailing after the pegasus.
“A bat pony?” Rarity said, her voice tinged with surprise.
“I found her in the Everfree,” the pegasus explained.
The little filly grinned. “I’m super fast!” she exclaimed before zooming out of the shop and back in an instant. “Whoosh!”
“Why are her bat wings covered in fabric?” Rarity asked, her curiosity piqued.
“The magic from her birth burned them,” the pegasus explained solemnly.
“May I examine them?” Rarity asked the filly gently.
“Yes,” the little bat pony replied, her voice small and hesitant.
Rarity used her magic to carefully unwrap the wings. Beneath the fabric, there were patches of scarred skin where the wings should have been.
“What is your name, little one?” Rarity asked softly.
“Golden Dust,” the filly replied.
“And yours?” Rarity asked, turning to the pegasus.
“Golden Crown,” the pegasus answered with a warm smile.
Golden Crown are you sure you want to do is said Rarity.
It will hurt said Golden Dust.
But then ponies will stop calling me a freak said Golden Dust.
Rarity’s expression hardened as she listened to Golden Dust's words. She placed a comforting hoof on his shoulder and spoke gently, though there was a steeliness in her voice.
“Golden Dust, you’re so much more than what those bullies say. But I understand how hurtful their words can be. We’ll fix this together, but I also want you to know—you’re not a freak. You’re unique, and that’s a beautiful thing.”
Golden Dust looked down, his ears drooping. “But they don’t see it that way. They just see someone who’s broken.”
Rarity’s eyes softened, though her resolve grew stronger. “I know exactly who those ponies are,” she said, her voice gaining a sharp edge. “They’ve hurt others before, including my Sweetie Belle. I won’t stand by and let them continue this cruel behavior.”
Golden Crown frowned. “I didn’t know about Sweetie Belle,” he admitted. “I’ve been so focused on my daughter’s struggles that I didn’t realize this ran deeper.”
Rarity nodded. “Bullying has a way of spreading its poison. But let’s not lose focus. Golden Dust, your well-being is our priority. You’re incredibly brave for taking this step.”
Golden Dust looked up at her, a flicker of hope in his eyes. “Do you really think I can look normal again?”
Rarity smiled warmly. “I believe we can make you feel like yourself again—whatever that means to you. It’s not just about looking normal. It’s about embracing who you are and being proud of it.”
Golden Crown stepped forward, her voice firm but supportive. “Let’s go deal with those bullies.”
“Let’s,” Rarity said, his voice filled with new determination.
Together, Rarity and Golden Crown locked hooves and left the shop, ready to face whatever came next.
Still day 2
“I’ll ring the bell,” Golden Crown offered, stepping forward.
She pressed the button, and a clear ding-dong echoed from within the house. Moments later, the door creaked open to reveal Spoiled Rich standing there, her expression cool and questioning.
“Yes, how may I help you?” Spoiled Rich asked, her tone polite but guarded.
Rarity stepped forward, her voice calm yet firm. “I was wondering if I might speak with your husband.”
Spoiled Rich’s eyes narrowed. “Why? So you can steal him?” she snapped.
Rarity blinked, taken aback. “Um, no, I—” she stammered, her words faltering.
“Darling, stop,” came a voice from within. Filthy Rich stepped into view, a gentle but firm look directed at his wife.
Spoiled Rich huffed and turned away, muttering something under her breath as she disappeared into another room.
Filthy Rich offered an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry about that, ladies. Now, how may I help you?”
Rarity regained her composure. “As a mother—” she began, but then faltered. “Um, sorry, Mr. Rich, I don’t know why I said that.”
Filthy Rich nodded kindly. “I understand. A sister can feel like a daughter sometimes.”
Golden Crown stepped forward. “My name is Golden Crown,” she said, offering her hoof.
“Nice to meet you.” Filthy Rich shook her hoof firmly.
Golden Crown’s expression grew serious. “Your daughter and her friend have been bullying my daughter, Golden Dust.”
At the mention of her name, Golden Dust stepped out from behind Rarity, trembling slightly. “Hello,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Filthy Rich studied her carefully. “I see,” he said, his tone measured.
That must be my wife’s influence,” Filthy Rich said with a sigh, shaking his head.
Before he could finish his thought, a sudden scream pierced the air.
“Mommy, stop!” cried Diamond Tiara from somewhere inside the house.
Everyone froze for a split second before Rarity reacted. “I’m coming!” she yelled, rushing toward the source of the sound. Golden Crown followed close behind, with Filthy Rich right on their heels.
The cries led them to a room down the hall, the door partially ajar. As they stepped inside, the scene before them was jarring.
Diamond Tiara was cowering on the floor, her small hooves raised to shield herself, her eyes filled with fear. Silver Spoon, her closest friend, stood protectively in front of her, trembling but defiant, as if trying to shield her from what was happening.
Spoiled Rich stood over them, her expression a mixture of frustration and anger, her raised hoof frozen mid-air as the intruders burst into the room.
Rarity immediately leaped in front of the foals, shielding them from Spoiled Rich. The sudden movement startled Spoiled Rich, and before she realized what had happened, her raised hoof struck Rarity.
The impact triggered something deep within Rarity. Her eyes glowed with an otherworldly light as her inner bat instincts surged forth. In an instant, translucent bat wings unfolded from her sides, and she let out an ear-piercing, primal scream that echoed through the room.
Spoiled Rich staggered back, clutching her head in disorientation. To everyone’s shock, her cutie mark and mane faded into nothingness, leaving her with a plain, almost unrecognizable appearance.
“What did you do to me?!” Spoiled Rich shrieked, staring at her reflection in a nearby mirror.
“It was that or worse,” Rarity said weakly, her voice strained as her wings folded back. She swayed on her hooves before collapsing to the floor, unconscious.
“Leave!” Filthy Rich roared, his voice filled with authority and fury as he turned to his wife. “I don’t ever want to see you treat anyone in this house that way again. Get out!”
Spoiled Rich opened her mouth to argue, but one look at Filthy Rich’s expression silenced her. She stormed out of the room without another word.
Filthy Rich knelt beside Rarity. “I’ll get bandages,” he said, his voice trembling with worry.
“No need,” Golden Dust said softly, stepping forward. She shook her small bat wings, and a piece of fabric that had been wrapped around them fell to the floor.
“It just needs a good wash,” Golden Dust added with a shy smile, offering the fabric.
“Thank you,” Diamond Tiara said, her voice barely audible as she looked at Golden Dust with a mix of gratitude and shame.
Filthy Rich carefully used the fabric to bandage Diamond Tiara’s injured eye. “There you go,” he said gently.
“I’ll help you, Silver Spoon,” Golden Dust said, walking over to the trembling filly and offering her hoof. Silver Spoon hesitated before taking it, her fear slowly giving way to trust.
“Silver Spoon, who are your parents?” Filthy Rich asked gently. “I’d like to speak with them and explain why you have a bandage.”
Silver Spoon hesitated, glancing nervously at Filthy Rich. “M-my parents are Derpy Hooves and Thunderlane,” she said softly.
"Knock, knock! 'Mail's here!' called Derpy Hooves cheerfully.
'Mom, you can come in,' Silver Spoon replied, glancing toward the door.
As Derpy stepped inside, she smiled warmly. 'You told Diamond Tiara, didn’t you?'
'Yes, I did,' said Silver Spoon with a small nod.
Suddenly, Silver Spoon’s horn glimmered as her magic activated. Her body shimmered with light, and in an instant, she transformed into a unicorn.
'Mom, I’m ready to be who I truly am,' Dew Muffins said softly, her voice filled with a mix of relief and quiet confidence.
Derpy's crossed eyes softened with understanding, a warm smile on her face. 'I’ve known for a long time, sweetheart. You’ve always been different.'
Dew Muffins smiled sheepishly. 'I know, Mom. It just... it felt like the right time to show it.'
As Dew Muffins stood there, now a unicorn with crossed eyes like her mother, the room filled with a quiet but powerful sense of acceptance. She no longer felt the need to hide who she truly was.
I'm sorry I lied to you Diamond Tiara said Dew Muffins.
Dew Muffins smiled gently and replied, 'It's okay, Diamond Tiara.'
With a warm smile, they embraced each other."
"I think you should join us for dinner," Filthy Rich said kindly.
"Thanks, Daddy!" Diamond Tiara hugged her dad.
Rarity started to wake up from the couch. "Why am I..." she mumbled before stopping when she saw everyone smiling. She decided to ask Golden Crown later.
Author's Note
I have some additional thoughts about Derpy. You know those random bags from the MLP characters? One looked like Derpy with a little lightning bolt on the side. I’m thinking she could be Firefly's child.
There are other theories suggesting she is Scootaloo, which I find interesting, but I prefer this idea. There’s even some toy evidence supporting it. I know this theory might sound silly, but it makes sense to me.
Perhaps Firefly's was a Wonderbolt and some substance affected her vision, leading to the appearance of derpy eyes.
I sense I must go alone," said Solar Night Dust, his voice heavy with determination.
"Why?" asked Petrie, concern flickering in his eyes.
"The time has shifted here," Solar Night Dust explained. "We were at Day Two, and now… we are at Day Six."
He pointed toward the path they were following. "And that," he added, gesturing to a shimmering distortion ahead.
Zecora stepped forward. "Place your hoof toward the path," Solar Night Dust instructed.
Zecora obeyed, reaching out. Her hoof passed cleanly through the portal’s surface, as if through water.
The gathered dinosaurs gasped in unison.
"You all must stay here," Solar Night Dust declared. "Zecora, make a hut for them to shelter in."
Zecora nodded, already gathering nearby materials.
"I must go in," Solar Night Dust said with a resolute nod.
The dinosaurs encircled him, pulling him into a warm, heartfelt group hug.
"Stay here until I return," Solar Night Dust instructed, his voice both commanding and tender.
With that, he stepped through the portal, vanishing into its shimmering glow.
Solar Night Dust emerged on the other side and looked around. To his surprise, the landscape was eerily familiar—it looked just like the world he had left.
He found a bush of berries nearby and ate a few to refresh himself, then drank cool water from a stream that wound lazily through the area.
"Hello, son," a familiar voice echoed behind him.
Solar Night Dust turned, his eyes widening. "Cave Dust? How are you here?"
His father smiled. "Is this… dead bat pony heaven?" Cave Dust asked, almost jokingly.
"You don’t know either," Solar Night Dust said, shaking his head.
"Hey, Solar!" another voice called out.
"Lilly Pad?" Solar Night Dust’s heart skipped.
"This must be some dream," Lilly Pad said, grinning.
"It’s okay," Swift Dig reassured him, stepping closer. "We’re able to come here in our dreams. Somehow, this place connects us."
"My grandfillies!" Cave Dust exclaimed with delight, spotting Princess Dust Sparkle Sentry. He scooped her up and spun her around joyfully.
"I can’t wait to tell Mommy Rarity about this dream!" Golden Dust said, laughing as she ran to her father.
"Golden Crown tricked Rarity into eating the mating leaves," Cave Dust added, shaking her head, though his tone was lighthearted.
"I love her just the same," Solar Night Dust said, laughing as he joined in, spinning Golden Dust in his arms.
But amidst the joy, a question lingered in Solar Night Dust’s mind. "Why can I only see my family here and not those from the past?"
Swift Dig placed a comforting hoof on Solar Night Dust’s shoulder. "The portal can only handle so much at a time. If it were overwhelmed, it would break."
"Where is the flower?" Solar Night Dust asked suddenly, his tone growing serious.
"Follow me," Cave Dust said.
The group began walking, the atmosphere growing heavy.
"You know Golden Crown is your sister," Cave Dust said casually.
"Whaaaat?" Solar Night Dust exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock.
"There it is," Cave Dust said, pointing ahead.
Solar Night Dust halted, frowning. "No, no, no. You must answer my questions!"
"I’ll tell you after," Cave Dust replied calmly.
"After what?" Solar Night Dust demanded.
"The fight," Cave Dust said.
"The fight with who?" Solar Night Dust asked, spinning around in frustration.
As he turned, he froze. Standing before him was Star Swirl the Bearded.
"You must kill me to get the flower," Star Swirl declared, his voice deep and solemn.
Star Swirl nodded solemnly, his horn glowing faintly with a golden aura. "The flower you seek lies beyond me, but its power is not something that can be claimed easily. To prove your worth, you must overcome me in battle, Solar Night Dust."
Solar Night Dust’s eyes narrowed, his determination hardening into a sharp edge. “With pleasure,” he said coldly, his voice echoing with defiance. His horn began to glow, not with its usual light blue hue, but with a deep, ominous shadowy aura. Dark magic coursed through him, fueling his every movement.
Without hesitation, Solar Night Dust teleported in a flash of dark energy, reappearing behind Star Swirl in an instant. He unleashed a massive blast of dark magic aimed directly at Star Swirl's back. But the seasoned unicorn was faster. With a graceful spin, Star Swirl raised a shimmering golden barrier, deflecting the attack. The dark energy dissipated into the air, sizzling and crackling.
"Foolish," Star Swirl said, his voice calm but edged with disappointment. "Do you think brute force alone will win this battle?"
Solar growled, his wings spreading as he lunged at Star Swirl. The clash was immediate and fierce. Star Swirl’s horn glowed brighter, and he conjured several sharp, glowing golden shards, sending them flying toward Solar like deadly arrows. Solar dodged most of them, twisting mid-air with expert precision, but one grazed his shoulder, leaving a burning scar.
“You’re quick,” Star Swirl admitted, his tone grudgingly impressed. “But you lack discipline.”
Solar snarled, teleporting again to close the distance. He appeared directly in front of Star Swirl, his horn crackling with raw magic as he attempted to strike Star Swirl head-on. Star Swirl countered by lowering his horn like a blade, its sharpened edge glinting in the eerie light of the realm.
The two collided with a thunderous crash, their magic sending shockwaves across the battlefield. Star Swirl’s horn sliced through the air with deadly precision, and Solar barely managed to dodge. But then, with a swift and calculated strike, Star Swirl pivoted, swinging his horn like a sword.
Before Solar could react, Star Swirl’s horn cut cleanly through his leg.
Solar cried out in agony, collapsing onto the ground as blood poured from the wound. The severed leg fell to the dirt, and Solar struggled to rise, his vision blurring from the searing pain.
“You fight with strength but without care,” Star Swirl said, his voice stern yet sorrowful. “That recklessness will be your downfall.”
Solar Night Dust gritted his teeth, his body trembling as he stood shakily on his three remaining legs. The dark magic around him pulsed erratically, fueled by his pain and anger. “You think this will stop me?” he spat, his voice a mix of defiance and desperation. “I’ll show you what true determination looks like.”
With a guttural roar, Solar unleashed a massive wave of dark energy, the ground cracking beneath him as the magic surged forward like a tidal wave. Star Swirl stood his ground, summoning a massive golden shield to absorb the attack. The clash created a blinding explosion of light and shadow, the shockwave flattening everything in the vicinity.
When the dust cleared, both combatants were still standing. Star Swirl remained calm, while Solar’s breathing was labored. Blood still dripped from his severed leg, and his dark magic flickered like a dying flame.
“It’s over, Solar Night Dust,” Star Swirl said firmly. “Yield, and I will end this quickly.”
But Solar’s eyes burned with fury and determination. “Never,” he growled through clenched teeth. Summoning every last ounce of strength, he reached deep within himself, his magic flaring brighter and darker than ever before. His horn glowed with an almost blinding intensity as he channeled all his power into a single, desperate attack.
Star Swirl readied himself, his golden aura intensifying, but Solar was faster. With a burst of energy, Solar teleported again, this time directly above Star Swirl. Using gravity and all his remaining strength, Solar plunged downward, his horn aimed directly at Star Swirl’s head.
The legendary unicorn raised his horn to block, but Solar’s dark magic overwhelmed him. Solar’s horn pierced through Star Swirl’s defenses and struck true, plunging into his head. The dark magic seeped into Star Swirl like a poison, his golden aura shattering into fragments of light.
Star Swirl’s eyes widened in shock as he staggered back, his body crumbling into shimmering particles of energy. His final words echoed softly, filled with both respect and sadness. “You… have proven yourself… worthy…”
His vision blurred, and darkness began to creep in around the edges. he lost consciousness.
Solar Night Dust's eyes fluttered open, but what he saw made his heart stop. His own body lay still on the ground before him, bloodied and lifeless. He felt weightless, as if he were caught in a dream.
“No…” he whispered, reaching out, only for his hoof to pass through his physical form.
A sudden pull, like the tug of an invisible thread, yanked him back toward his body. In a flash of light, he gasped and felt the pain flood back into him. His heart pounded, and he coughed violently as he returned to life, gripping the glowing flower tightly in his trembling hooves.
He staggered to his feet, his remaining three legs barely supporting him. “I must go,” Solar Night Dust said hoarsely, his voice filled with exhaustion but resolve. “I have the flower.”
Cave Dust watched him solemnly, his gaze both proud and sorrowful. “Okay,” Cave Dust said, his voice soft. “But remember… you’ll see your mother in your dreams. She’ll always be with you.”
Cave Dust bent down and kissed his son gently on the forehead. “Thank you, Solar Night Dust,” he said, his words filled with love and gratitude.
He limped toward the portal.
The dinosaurs all looked on, concerned.
"What's coming out of your leg?" Ducky asked, her voice filled with confusion.
"I'm fine," Solar Night Dust snapped, not wanting to discuss it.
"I have the flower," he added, his tone more confident. "I can get there fast."
"Because your leg is gone," Zecora remarked, eyeing him carefully.
Ignoring the comment, Solar Night Dust focused, his body shifting into a blur as he zoomed toward Ponyville.
"This is her shop," he muttered to himself, landing outside the door.
He walked inside.
"How may I help you?" Golden Crown asked, looking up from behind the counter.
"You!" Solar Night Dust hissed, his anger flaring.
"Is everything all right, my love?" Rarity asked from upstairs, her voice filled with concern.
"Yes, everything is fine," Golden Crown replied, smirking.
Rarity went back upstairs, unaware of the tension building below.
Solar Night Dust’s anger boiled over. He cast a spell, silencing Golden Crown’s mouth so she could no longer scream. With another spell, he stripped her of her wings.
However, he didn’t realize that Golden Crown’s daughter, hidden inside a cabinet, was watching in terror, afraid of what was happening to her mother.
A knife suddenly teleported on to the floors. He used his magic to make the first cut, then stabbed her repeatedly, his rage consuming him.
Solar Night Dust’s horn flickered with dark energy as he focused, his eyes burning with fury. The knife, suspended in midair by his magic, hovered above Golden Crown’s trembling body. She lay before him, unable to scream, her blood already pooling beneath her as she struggled to stay conscious. Her once-glorious wings had been stripped away, leaving her vulnerable and exposed.
With a swift, cold gesture, Solar Night Dust’s magic thrust the knife downward, its blade sinking into her flesh with a sickening crunch. Golden Crown’s body arched from the impact, her breath catching in her throat, but the silencing spell kept her from vocalizing her pain. Blood poured from the wound, staining her coat and the floor beneath her, but Solar Night Dust paid no mind. His magic was relentless.
He twisted the blade, deepening the wound, before pulling it free. Another slash followed, aimed for her side, as the dark energy surged through him. The blade was an extension of his fury—each cut was a manifestation of the betrayal he felt, the agony he could not contain. With every stroke, her body jerked violently, but the spell held her voice captive.
Solar Night Dust’s breathing became ragged, each thrust of the knife powered by raw anger. The magic flowed through his horn like wildfire, the blade dancing in the air with frightening precision. Another strike hit her lower abdomen, and her form trembled in the wake of the blow, her blood splattering the walls, the floor, the air.
He was consumed by the act now, the madness too deep to recognize the horror of what he was doing. The magic twisted around the knife, forcing it to cut in ways that were impossible for a mere mortal, carving through her like she was nothing more than clay.
Her body went limp with the sixth strike, her chest rising and falling erratically as her life force drained away. Solar Night Dust, still not satisfied, raised the knife again with a flick of his horn. The blade hovered inches from her throat, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze.
Golden Crown’s eyes—bloodshot and wide with terror—flickered with a silent plea, but Solar Night Dust didn’t see it. His magic surged again, and the blade pierced her neck in a final, decisive movement. The blood spurted from the wound, spraying across the floor in a crimson arc. Her body shuddered once more before collapsing into stillness, her eyes dulling as the light left them.
The room was silent, save for Solar Night Dust’s heavy breathing and the faint drip of blood hitting the cold stone floor. His magic lowered the knife, now covered in the blood of the mare who had once been his lover. He stood over her, his chest heaving, his eyes hollow.
Solar Night Dust’s body shimmered with dark magic as he transformed, his form shifting until he stood before Rarity—now in the guise of Golden Crown. His voice, too, took on the soft, soothing tone of his love.
"Darling, the weird pony dropped a flower," Solar Night Dust, disguised as Golden Crown, said with a fake smile. "Would you like to eat it up there?"
Rarity, unsuspecting, smiled warmly. "Of course."
Solar Night Dust picked up the flower in his mouth, holding it carefully, a perfect imitation of his disguise.
He walked toward her and gently placed the flower in her hooves. "Here."
Rarity took the flower with her magic, examining it for a moment before popping the whole thing into her mouth, swallowing it with ease. She seemed oblivious to the trickery unfolding.
"Why are you here?" Rarity asked, her voice suddenly cautious, as her horn began to glow, a faint aura of defensive magic. She was starting to sense something was wrong.
Solar Night Dust, still in disguise, let out a breath, his eyes cold, then removed his magic. His true form was revealed, and he stood before Rarity in all his fury, the veil of Golden Crown's form dissolving into the air.
Rarity’s eyes widened in shock. "Your leg..." she began, her gaze darting to his injured limb, the result of a long-hidden wound.
"I forgot you, Rarity," Solar Night Dust said, his voice almost gentle, though cold. "I had to get you something... to remember me by."
Suddenly, a small, frightened voice pierced the tension.
"Mommy!" Golden Dust cried, her voice trembling as she peeked from behind Rarity’s legs.
Rarity gasped, her eyes softening at the sight of the young filly. "Golden Dust... I—" She tried to hide her confusion. "I eloped with Golden Crown," she finally managed, her voice faltering. "I was just about to tell Twilight."
"We bonded over making Golden Dust’s wings," Rarity added, as if trying to justify her actions. "And facing her bullies together."
But as she looked back at Solar Night Dust, her expression grew more uneasy. "Are those blood stains?" she asked, her voice shaking with disbelief.
Solar Night Dust stood motionless for a moment, his heart hardened. "I killed her," he confessed, his voice flat and with some remorse.
“I’m going to bite you to see what happened.” Her voice faltered, unsure of what she expected to find, but needing some clarity.
Golden Dust, still standing behind her, looked up at Rarity with confusion and innocence in her eyes. “But Mommy… I thought married ponies were supposed to do that,” she said softly, her voice uncertain as she tried to piece together what was happening.
Rarity looked down at her daughter, the small voice shattering her fragile composure. "We are married, darling," Rarity said, her voice strained as she tried to explain a reality that felt so far removed from the one they had known.
Without waiting for a response, Rarity leaned forward and bit down on Solar Night Dust's shoulder, her teeth sinking into his flesh. The moment the contact was made, something strange happened. The bond between them, still faintly flickering, surged in a twisted mix of emotions. A flood of memories, emotions, and dark thoughts filled her mind. Rarity recoiled, gasping for breath, as flashes of Solar Night Dust’s past rushed through her.
I had to kill Star Swirl… They all missed me… Rarity saw the thoughts swirling in his mind, the bitterness, the feeling of being misunderstood, the belief that violence was the only answer. It was too much to process all at once, the darkness that had enveloped him, and the truth that he had buried deep inside.
Rarity pulled away, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to shake off the vision. Her heart pounded in her ears as she stood, trembling, in front of Solar Night Dust.
"You're not using dark magic anymore, are you?" Rarity asked, her voice shaking with a mixture of fear and disbelief. She couldn’t be sure, not after what she had seen, but there had to be something left of him—something she could hold on to.
Solar Night Dust looked away for a moment, his eyes distant as he thought over her question. “No,” he said quietly, “I only used it to fight Star Swirl. It’s not the real Star Swirl. I’m sure of that.”
Golden Dust stood by Rarity, her small form trembling with a mix of confusion and fear. "You stay away from my mommy," she said firmly, her voice full of protectiveness as she looked up at Solar Night Dust.
Solar Night Dust crouched down to meet her gaze, his expression distant but soft. "Why would I hurt you? You are my child," he replied in a tone that was almost gentle, though his words carried an no coldness.
Golden Dust didn’t answer immediately, but her body language made it clear she didn’t trust him . Her eyes darted to Rarity for reassurance.
Rarity, not wanting to waste another moment, shifted the focus. "What are we going to do about the body?" she asked, her voice steady but tinged with unease.
“I’ll teleport it to the Everfree,” Solar Night Dust said simply, as if disposing of a body was an ordinary task. His voice was flat and unfeeling.
Golden Dust, still standing close to Rarity, flipped the shop sign to “Closed.” She followed Rarity’s instructions quietly, her movements mechanical, trying to maintain some sense of control over the chaos around them.
Once the task was done, Rarity turned to Solar Night Dust. "The body is gone," he said, confirming the unpleasant fact. His voice had remorse.
Rarity, her hands shaking from the weight of everything, exhaled. "We’re going to need to clean," she said softly, but it wasn’t just the room that needed cleaning—it was everything in their lives, everything that had fallen apart.
Just then, the door opened and Dark Wing stepped in. “Your Majesty, you’re back,” he said, his voice filled with a mix of relief and respect.
Solar Night Dust gave him a sharp look. “Why didn’t you stop the elopement?” he asked, his voice sharp.
Dark Wing hesitated, then answered carefully, “I did try, but… I had a restraining order on me,” he said, glancing at Rarity for confirmation.
Rarity stepped forward, her expression weary but firm. “Yes, I did put Dark Wing on a restraining order,” she confirmed, her voice steady despite the exhaustion that weighed heavily on her.
Rarity stepped forward, her expression weary but firm. “Yes, I did put Dark Wing on a restraining order,” she confirmed, her voice steady despite the exhaustion that weighed heavily on her. “He was stalking us everywhere we went.”
The words hung in the air, heavy and unsettling. Solar Night Dust’s gaze sharpened, and for a moment, his anger shifted, as if the information had cracked through his carefully constructed facade.
“Stalking?” he repeated, his voice low and tense. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
Rarity sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly as the burden of everything they’d been through seemed to press down harder. “I couldn’t,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “He wouldn’t leave us alone. He showed up at the shop, followed us when we went out. It was like we couldn’t breathe without him watching us. I had no choice.”
Im sorry I told him to protect him said Solar Night Dust.
Golden Dust trotted back upstairs, her little hooves echoing softly on the stairs. “Wiinngy!” she exclaimed as she burst into the room, her voice filled with the excitement of seeing her friend. Her face lit up as she approached Dark Wing, wrapping her small hooves around his leg in an unexpected but heartfelt hug.
“Wiinngy was real?” Rarity asked, her voice a mix of surprise and confusion. She hadn’t been sure what to think of the mysterious “Wiinngy” that Golden Dust had mentioned in passing.
Dark Wing smiled softly, crouching down to return the hug. “Yes, I’m real, little one,” he said, his voice warm and reassuring. "And you’re doing just fine.”
Golden Dust beamed up at him, her fear momentarily forgotten as she hugged him tightly. “I knew you were real, Winngy!” she declared, her little voice filled with joy.
Solar Night Dust looked at the scene, his heart conflicted. “Never mind,” he muttered to himself, the hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “You did a great job, Dark Wing.” There was an odd mixture of approval and resignation in his voice, as if acknowledging that, despite the chaos, some things were still being held together.
I bitt him and saw you mommy thats how I knew you were my mommy said golden dust.
