Harmony of the Heartby Archivist NightwatchChapters1. Heartbreak and Healing2. Harmony Dragon?3. Jaw meet Floor, Floor meet Luna4.Sweetie's Morning Jog5. Sweetie vs. Rarity (Unedited)6. Royal Visit (FINISHED & Unedited)1. Heartbreak and HealingA/N: First chapters proofread and up. See how you like it now. Chapter 1: Heartbreak and Healing Spike was certain that his life was over. The love of his life, the mare he had such deep feelings for, had finally decided to tell him that it would never work out. After Spike had stopped by the boutique to help Rarity with all her chores and duties, she had pulled him to the side and given him a bucket full of his favorite gems. Just as he was enjoying them. She decided it was time to cut him loose. “What do you mean it won’t work out, Rarity?” “I'm sorry my little Spikey-Wikey, but I can’t feel that way about you. You’re a dragon, not that that’s the reason. You're only a baby dragon not only that, I don’t think I could stand the idea of you having to go through the pain of losing me. Just think about it you will live several thousands of years; while I will die by the time I am 100, most likely. I cannot in good conscience give you the same feelings.” Rarity explained to Spike, who was shocked beyond belief and he could not understand why she felt that way. “But there has to be some way we can work this out.” He pleaded with her as his eyes became misty. Rarity sighed and lowered her head, closing her eyes. “I am so sorry Spike, but there is nothing we could do… I am sorry.” She finished as she walked into the back room before shutting the door. She couldn’t face him as tears streaked down her eyes. To say she felt nothing for the little dragon was a lie. She did care for him, dearly. There was just no way she could return his feelings, knowing that he would one day have to deal with the fact she would pass on before him. Spike couldn’t piece together what went wrong. He was broken beyond repair, as the one mare that his world revolved around had taken his heart and crushed it. Not just into fragments but into a fine dust. He couldn’t think properly, he could barely even breathe. Tears streamed from his eyes as he left the Boutique, the bucket of gems completely forgotten. He just had to get out and go somewhere... somewhere but there... anywhere but there. He wandered aimlessly through Ponyville, not noticing the concerned looks that everypony had for him. They didn’t know what had occurred, but from the look of Spike’s face they knew something had broken him. In his broken state he didn’t even realize when he made it to the park; he didn’t hear the buzzing of a certain little filly’s wings as she pulled a cart,with her two best friends in tow, approaching him through the trees. Well he might not have noticed them coming, but he sure felt it when they collided with him. Scootaloo had nailed him, sending him flying through the air straight into a shrub. Though it didn’t end well for the Cutie Mark Crusaders either, as Scootaloo was streaking through the air when she crashed into Spike and her body went into the shrub too. Though Sweetie Belle and Applebloom were lucky as they only found themselves thrown from the wagon and onto the grass beside it, though the pain was still present. Pulling herself from the bush, Scootaloo let out a scream as she was getting angry. “Spike why don’t you watch where you’re going, you could have ruined my…”. She trailed off, seeing Spike pull himself out of the bush with tears in his eyes. Her eyes widened as she tried to figure out how to diffuse the situation, that she began to suspect might have been her fault. “Spike, listen I am SO sorry. I think that might have been my fault. I didn’t see you there when I came through. There no a reason to cry about it, crying is for little foals and I know you’re not a little foal are you?” Spike just ignored her and just dusted himself off. His scales had stopped almost all of the damage and he barely felt any pain from the impact. He just wanted to continue his walk and forget about life. ‘Maybe if I just continue walking forever I might just forget about her. I just want to forget.’ He made his way on further into the park and away from town, failing to notice the three fillies looking at him with great concern. Sweetie Belle, for reasons she would let nopony else know, just felt an overwhelming need to comfort Spike. She couldn’t stand to see him sad, though he never even noticed her, when he was around Rarity, and Sweetie knew it was because he had a crush on her sister, nevertheless that didn’t stop her own little crush from developing. Though over time that crush had grown stronger, stronger even than the crush Spike had on her sister. Seeing this as a chance to get close with Spike and maybe make him see her as a possible friend if not something more, Sweetie decided to try and cheer him up. “Um, girls... why don’t you go on ahead? I think Spike needs some comfort...” Scootaloo was shocked at these words, “But what about the plan we made? We were going to try and get our Cutie Marks as Lumberjacks.” Sweetie didn’t even want her Cutie Mark as a log and saw or something like that. So even if it wasn’t a big deal to help Spike she would have taken it as an excuse to get out of the Crusade that only Scootaloo could come up with. “I am sure now go on I want to try and cheer him up. Please?” “Alright, alright. Just try and hurry up, we won’t do too much without you.” Scootaloo had gotten her scooter back up and attached to the wagon with Apple bloom already piled in. “See you in a bit, I guess.” Scootaloo said as she started up her wings and raced off with the wagon in tow. Sweetie, now alone with Spike who was now a good distance away even at the slow pace he was making, tried to put together a plan to help him feel better. Nothing she could come up with though would do the trick she thought to herself. She needed to know what was wrong. She hurried along to catch up with him. Spike failed to notice as she approached him. “Spike what’s wrong?” Spike, hearing Sweetie speak right behind him, jumped and gave a little blast of green fire in surprise. “Sweetie, don’t sneak up on me like that you!! scared me almost enough to catch the trees on fire. What do you want anyway?” “Well,” Sweetie started, “I just wanted to know what got you so down. You seem so sad I couldn’t help but want to cheer you up.” Thanks Sweetie, but I don’t think you could cheer me up right now. Unless you could get your sister to stop thinking that I would never be a good Special Somepony...Err… dragon to her. She just won’t see reason and keeps saying how I would have to watch her grow old and die, or how I am too young to be with her, or how….” He trailed off lost in his depression again. Sweetie knew she shouldn’t be happy but she couldn’t help but feel that she might now have a chance. “Spike I am sorry my sister didn’t accept you. You would make a great Special Some..dragon to anyone who could see that.” Sweetie stated blushing heavily and looking everywhere but at Spike. Even with his depression Spike took notice of this. He couldn’t understand why she was blushing about that statement. He was glad she said it though maybe he still had a chance. ‘Nah who am I kidding, Rarity will never like me.’ Spike thought to himself while Sweetie slowly got her composure back. “I am serious Spike. She doesn’t know what she is missing.” Sweetie looked at spike now even with the dark crimson blush on her cheeks. Spike still looking at Sweetie finally started to piece together what Sweetie meant. ‘No way, I must be just overthinking things. Sweetie couldn’t like me like that. Maybe my mind is just trying to find an out now that Rarity has rejected me. YEAH! My mind is just using Sweetie as an out to get over Rarity.’ Using these thoughts he tried to push the idea of him dating Sweetie out of his mind. He couldn’t just drop Rarity and move on like that it would mean so little. While these thoughts played out in Spikes head, Sweetie had her own thoughts going on. Mainly about how to tell this young dragon in front of her how much she loved him. There had to be some way something she could do that would tell him. Closing her eyes she thought and just like a curtain was pulled back an idea came to her. Opening her eyes she met Spikes gaze as she opened her mouth and began to sing. The song lacked words her magic projecting her emotions directly into her voice even though she had no idea how. The song came and so did the meaning it was as if the very earth and sky sang with her. Spike was entranced everything he felt everything he was became locked on this one filly before him. He felt the love he had for Rarity shift. It moved like a living substance and slowly wrapped around the pony before him. His emotions once a raging sea calmed. His anger, his hate, his love all harmonized with the song. It felt to him like he had woken from a bad dream to find himself back in his soft bed at home. Yet at the same time it felt like home was with the one in front of him. He couldn’t stay still he inched forward afraid that the wrong move would break the beautiful sound coming from Sweetie. Finally he made it to her. Just as quickly as it came the song left. Sweetie felt drained yet oddly empowered, like she had just run a race and yet came out in first. The song had left her blind to the outside world and she didn’t notice Spike right in front of her until he had already pulled her into a very tight embrace. Tears seeped down his face still but this time Sweetie could tell they were tears of joy, of happiness. She returned the embrace as Spike looked deep into her eyes. “I am sorry I never noticed you Sweetie. How someone as beautiful as you was overlooked is a mystery to me. Oh Spike there is no way I am as beautiful as my sister your just saying that.” To which he quickly replied, “No. While she has her outer beauty you have something on the inside that shines so bright even the sun pales before it.” Looking down he also notices something else. “Well that makes sense your singing did sound like the most wonderful bells ever made.” This confused Sweetie what was he talking about. He followed her gaze right to her blank-flank…’UMM… that’s not blank... IT’S NOT BLANK “I GOT MY CUTIE MARK!!!” She screamed to no one in particular. Where once her flank had been a solid white two masterfully crafted Crystal Bells sat mid ring with smaller music notes in different shades of color surrounding them. “OH SPIKE THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!” She screamed leaping into him, giving him one of the biggest hugs she had ever given anyone. Spike turned a much darker shade of purple as he blushed beneath his scales. Just as he was about to reply he looked up and saw the sun slowly making its way below the horizon. “Sweetie look.” He said pointing out the sunset. He pulled her beneath a nearby tree as they sat down to watch the sun set. There they sat as what they could only believe was one of the most amazing sites they had ever seen occurred before their very eyes. As the sun sand below the horizon so did their eyelids. Lower and lower they went. The last words before he left the consciousness were spoken. “Thank you, Sweetie. So much I just wish I had seen you for the amazing filly you were sooner.” There they slept cuddled tightly against each other. Unseen by either of them was the little white wing that slowly swept itself over the sleeping dragon as it pulled him closer to its owner. 2. Harmony Dragon?The sun slowly rose over Ponyville. Spike and Sweetie had curled up with each other during the night and had kept each other warm. They would have slept on just like that for a while longer too. That is if the sun wasn’t right in Sweetie’s face. “Rarity shut the curtains. It’s too early to get up.” Sweetie mumbled not realizing she was outside. “What do you mean too early Twilight? You always get up at this time.” Spike mumbled back. Both started to doze back off just as they realized they were not at home. Spike jolted straight up, sending Sweetie rolling over onto her back, her feet stuck straight into the air. “Sweetie what happened?” Spike started, not quite remembering the night before yet. Sweetie’s memory wasn’t much better. She did remember that she had finally confessed to Spike, even if it was through song. Rolling over she stood up and stretched. Her wings were sore from where she slept on them last night… ‘WAIT A SECOND I DON’T HAVE WINGS!!!’ Looking over her side there were definitely a pair of wings resting at her side. She was dumbstruck to say the least. Spike wasn’t faring much better. Where he barely came up to Sweetie's chin yesterday, today he stood about a hoof taller than her. Not much bigger, but still just a bit. Although that wasn’t the biggest change. On his head now rested two short horns pointing backwards and a bit of what he could only call a mane grew from around his spines. The hair was more like the ethereal manes of the Princesses, it flowed, not in the Solar wind but in time with the flames burning within his own body. He also found it a bit hard to stand upright now, it was much easier to walk on all four legs much like a pony. Though even with this, what he could only think of as, growth spurt, he still lacked wings. Only after they finally started to settle down about their own changes did they notice the other ones changes. The wings that now graced Sweetie's back were a bit larger than Scootaloo’s wings and the horn on top of her head seemed to have grown by a few inches. She also seemed to be leaner than she used to be. Spike guessed this was because of the new Pegasus and Earth pony magic running through her. Spike, on the other hand, seemed to get slimmer he had stretched and looked more thin than muscular. The two spikes on his head pointed backwards and turn slightly upward toward the ends. His tail had also elongated by about twice its previous length. His claws and teeth also seemed to have sharpened and grew to accommodate his new body. Overall both of them could only stare at each other in wonder where the beauty Sweetie had before was more below the surface yesterday, today it was surfacing rather well. Spike was having a hard time looking away. While Spike on the other hand had grown out of the baby look he had into more of a majestic creature with an appealing build, or at least Sweetie thought so. They sat there staring at each other for what could have been years or maybe just a few minutes before they noticed the sun had risen a bit higher in the sky. Squeaking Sweetie jumped up and looked around. No one was in sight but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t get seen on the way to their houses. She was starting to ramble, a bit like Twilight, her mane was starting to spring up and her eye started to twitch as she began making weird accusations about what the Princesses would now think about a new Alicorn. Spike noticed this and started his anti-mental breakdown routine he so often had to use with Twilight. After being around her and noting how the Princess was never mad at anything she did or really anyone of her subjects did he knew that Princess Celestia would more than likely welcome Sweetie with open arms. Yet even pointing this out didn’t improve Sweeties mood. So before he could even do much to stop the freak out from occurring Sweetie did something he had seen no one but twilight and the Princess do. She teleported. Unfortunately Spike had no clue where the teleport went to. Though for some reason he could sense the lingering magic in the air from where she flashed away. Pulling himself up Spike made his way toward the library. Where most likely Twilight was slowly freaking out that he had not come home last night. As it turned out that was exactly what was going on, with the addition of Rarity asking Twilight to help find Sweetie who had also not gone home the night before. Twilight was looking through the 4th book in her collection of locator spells so she could try to yet again locate the baby dragon. Needless to say she didn’t have to use a spell because just as she found one, that she promised would work this time, the door opened and in walked Spike. Or a dragon they thought was Spike for a moment. “Who are you?” Twilight questioned the now slightly larger Spike. To say he looked confused was an understatement. How did Twilight not recognize him? ‘Oh yeah that happened.’ He thought to himself before quickly dispelling the thought from Twilights head that he was some random dragon. Rarity was staring at him as well quiet lost as to what occurred to the baby dragon she “dumped” the day before. “Um Spike what happened to you?” A confused and slightly flustered Twilight asked from right beside Rarity, causing her to jump a bit in surprise. “Well it’s a bit of a long story.” Spike began. He didn’t want to tell them about Sweetie so he glossed over the story a bit. “Yesterday after Rarity told me that it wouldn’t work between us I felt broken so I went out and walked through the park. I kind of fell asleep and woke up looking like this this morning.” Spike felt this was vague enough yet specific enough not to cause Twilight to question it. He was almost right. “This makes no sense all the dragon biology books we have doesn’t indicate any of what you went through. Maybe we should send a letter to the Princess asking if she knows anything." Twilight summoned a quill and scroll hastily scribbled down what had occurred to Spike. More the changes than how it happened thanks to him not mentioning anything of what happened the night before. After finishing the letter Spike quickly took it and sent it on its way with a slightly larger than normal fireball. Not ten minutes passed before they received not just a scroll back but a small book as well. It was red with a golden dragon flying on the front of it. Opening the letter Twilight read the contents. To my faithful student, The book I sent should tell you what is occurring to Spike. Begin on page 215 it should explain what is occurring. Your teacher Princess Celestia P.S.: Also a note I did not know spike was this type of dragon. Twilight was a bit shocked at how quick the note seemed written as she quickly levitated the book over to herself and opened it to page 215. She began to read aloud. “The Harmony Dragon is the rarest of the Equestrian Dragons and the only one capable of fully exerting its will in the form of magic. While their magic is draconic in origin it functions suprisingly similar to Unicorn magic and as such can learn to work spells much as a unicorn does. While Harmony Dragons are the rarest of the dragon species ones that ascend to the higher levels of power are by far the rarest of the rare. Harmony Dragons make up around 1 in 10,000 of normal dragons. While Ascended Harmony Dragons make up a much smaller percent at roughly 1 in every 10,000 normal Harmony Dragons. This basically means that 1 in every 10,000,000 dragons ascend. Ascended Harmony Dragon’s Magical capabilities put them in the power range that only Alicorns hold.” Looking up from the book Twilight noticed the look of glee on the young dragons face and the look of shock on Rarity’s. “Umm so yeah looks like you can use magic Spike.” “Sweet I wanna try levitating something. Can I? Can I please?” “I don’t see why not. Let’s see it says that your magic is almost the same as a unicorn so it shouldn’t be too different. Umm Rarity would you show him the basics I want to read a few more pages about Harmony Dragons first.” Rarity nodded to her as she pulled a few small round balls off the shelf and set them down. Twilight returned to the pages of the book and read silently to herself. ‘The reason behind the ascension process is complex but simple at the same time. They have to choose a mate. Which in and of itself is a simple task. What makes this task difficult is that the mate they choose is almost always a pony with very few examples of griffons being chosen. One major thing to note about these mates is that they are not just chosen by the dragon the mate chooses the dragon. This is one of the main reasons behind so few ascended. The name Harmony Dragon is also chosen because of the dragons choice to live in harmony with their mate. While most dragons rather live a life of solitude or with other dragons. Because their power puts them in the range of the Alicorns most beings consider them royalty and as such the Princesses themselves have stated any Harmony Dragons living in Equestria are Considered a Prince or Princess the moment of their ascension.’ Twilight blinked at this she couldn’t even fathom the prospect of Spike being a Prince. ‘Harmony Dragons anatomy is very strange as well compared to other dragons. They do not grow as other dragons, instead they grow at the same rate as their mate. Meaning that if a Harmony Dragon chooses a pony they will never grow much larger than said pony. Also they do not age at the same rate as normal dragons instead they age at the same rate as yet again their mate. The last known harmony dragon died at the age of 98 after his mate, an earth pony mare, died one week prior. It is also worth to note that Harmony Dragons are capable of breeding with another species. We use the previous Harmony Dragon again as an example. At the time of his death he had 4 grandfoals. They were perfectly normal Pony children with no abnormalities. One final note on Harmony Dragons is this. If they ever choose a magic weilding mate their magic will always share colors to distinguish them as a mated pair.’ Twilight looked up, she had thought that Rarity had been Spikes chosen mate seeing as how he had followed her around like a love struck puppy but… “Umm I got some news about your magic Spike.” Twilight stated cutting into the training. Rarity looked up fearful as to what might be wrong with Spike. Had something occurred to cause him problems? “Well two things actually.” Twilight started. “First is Spike because you’re a Harmony Dragon your considered a Prince in Equestira.” Spike looked shocked by this statement while Rarity looked like she was about to squee like Rainbow Dash meeting the wonderbolts. “The second is the color of your magic and how it relates to who you chose as your Mate.” The word mate sounded weird in her mouth but it was the name the book had given. When he received this information Spike paled and looked at Rarity. While he no longer felt any Romantic interest in her he still loved her like a sister. He knew this would break her heart but he, just like she had, had to let her down. Looking back at Twilight he nodded. Twilight knew Rarity wasn’t his chosen. “The thing is that the magic color a Harmony Dragon uses will always be the same color of the magic as its Mate.” Rarity just stood there and looked between Spike and Twilight. She couldn’t see where this was going. Surely she had her Prince now. She turned to looked at Spike who slowly lit up his horns, to reveal the Emerald glow that surrounded it. Slowly her eyes fell and she knew. She always had her Prince but she had turned him away and it was only her fault that she had lost him. Twilight could only watch as Rarity started to comprehend what she had lost. This still left a question. One that needed to be asked and answered. “Spike, if you didn’t choose Rarity who did you choose?” Spike opened his mouth. Then the door to the library slammed open. All three occupants jumped up and looked at who had come in. There stood Sweetie Belle her magic holding a cloak over her body. Rarity jumped up and started to run only to stop a second later Her magic was the same color as Spikes. 3. Jaw meet Floor, Floor meet LunaCanterlot Castle: 1 minute prior to Sweetie getting her Cutie Mark Princess Celestia was, yet again, entertaining her spoiled nephew, Prince BlueBlood, as he went off on why Ponyville should be put under martial law and the Elements of Harmony locked into the dungeons below. ‘Oh if only I was a better ruler I would banish this spoiled brat to the moon, or better yet some faraway star.’ Normally if all she had to do was listen to Blueblood rattle on and on she would be happy, but this day had been downright dreadful. To say she had a bad day at court would be an understatement. Normally the “evils” of court was split up by some of her little ponies coming in to ask her to bless their wedding or unborn child. Unfortunately today none had come so the little bit of time she truly enjoyed about court was missing, which unfortunately gave Celestia a very bad day. At this point she focused back on Blueblood who was still going on about how Ponyville could be stripped of all land ownership and how the Everfree could be turned into one of the largest exporters of Fine wood products. Bad Luck decided it picked on her enough though. Suddenly Celestia felt something she hadn’t felt in a very long time, well not that long in her standards, nevertheless it had been over 15 years since this sensation overcame her. It felt like a wave of power radiated over her. This wave carried a hint of peace like everything was right in the world and as Celestia knew something indeed was very, very right. Not 10 seconds passed before a deep blue flash darkened the room. Blueblood fell backwards in shock while Celestia just turned to the source. “Good evening sister. You felt it as well I take it? One moment please.” She stated turning to Blueblood. “Sorry to cut your presentation on how getting rid of Ponyville would help the world but something of importance has arisen and it will need to be seen to immediately.” Blueblood noted a tone of urgency and bid a hasty farewell before exiting. Within seconds of Blueblood leaving Celestia had erected a sound barrier around the courtroom and turned back to Princess Luna. “You felt the wave of harmony pass by as well I take it?” Luna had a very foal like grin on her face, which Celestia took to mean she was excited by the prospect of a new Alicorn. “I most certainly did Tia. I do hope it’s a new Alicorn the only other one in existence is off in the Crystal Empire most likely giving my night a very naughty show.” Luna had just recently perfected modern equestrian which Celestia was immensely grateful for. “I do hope you give them some privacy or else she might just learn of some of your ‘activities’.” A predator like gaze shifted to Luna momentarily before the forever passive happy face everyone sees slipped back in place. Luna paled a bit at the threat. “Oh of course not, dear sister. I would never spy on the only other Alicorn in existence like that.” Luna stated with a very guilty grin on her face. Quickly trying to draw attention away from her extracurricular activities Luna intercepted her sister’s next sentence. “Maybe we should try and find where this wave of harmony originated? I am sure you would love to know what started it.” Luna knew her sister had an insatiable appetite for knowledge. At this Celestia’s face shifted into a small smile, this one not the passive mask that she wears eternally, but a genuine one that indicated she was indeed wondering where the wave had originated. “You didn’t happen to notice the direction it came from did you Luna?” At her sister’s denial Celestia continued. “Unfortunately neither did I.” It was late, by Celestia’s standards, she had set the sun about 2 hours ago and she would normally be in bed. Her headache, from the long and exasperating day, still hung to her and she just wanted to get some rest. “Luna I am exhausted. In my current state I don’t think I could help you find the source even if I tried. I will leave you to track the wave while I retire.” Without much time to argue Celestia dispelled the Soundproofing and turned to exit. Luna just stared into the space Celestia had occupied a moment ago pondering what her next move would be. The following morning Celestia found the headache she had to be completely gone and with the issue of the newest wave she was able to call off all meetings for the day and focus only on the task of finding the source of the wave. After convening with Luna on what she learned, which was nothing, Celestia knew that if anything she could find something in her private study. It was, after all, where she kept all of the information she had collected over her long life about harmony and its effects on the populace. Celestia knew that it wasn’t just Alicorns that could create a wave of harmony there was actually two other occurrences that she could think of off the top of her head. One had occurred 15 years ago when she had found Twilight. The wave she was able to pinpoint had come from two directions one from manehatten and one from right in Canterlot. The wave that started in Canterlot had been from Twilight herself when the Element of Magic had attuned itself to her and the other had been from the combined forces of the other elements attuning to their respective holder. The other occurrence had been when a Harmony Dragon had ascended into its magical state. That had been several thousand years ago though. They were even rarer than Alicorns; well the ones that ascended were at least. Celestia had found that most Harmony Dragons only ever chose a pony or griffon as their mate so while it might be a Harmony Dragon isn’t named one until it ascends which is why as of recently none had appeared. No dragons ever fell in love with a pony or griffon anymore. ‘Let’s see here’ Celestia thought to herself as she started pulling books from the shelf. ‘We have the book on dragons that I wrote 400 years ago. The Ascension of Alicorns, that one was by Starswirl. Ahh and here is the last one the Flow of Harmony. These three books should help me track down what caused the wave of harmony that passed over Equestria recently. No sooner did she let the books rest on her desktop, a green flame coalesced into a scroll before her face. Knowing this was too much to be a coincidence Celestia quickly unraveled the scroll and learned of what had occurred in Ponyville. As she read her pupils shrank to pinpricks. Grabbing a sheet of paper from off of her table she quickly scribbled a note to Twilight explaining what page to find the information on. She didn’t even care that it lacked the royal seal as she quickly sent the book and letter on the way. Nanoseconds later she was falling 2 feet from the air above Luna. “LUNA WAKE UP!!!” The volume just short of the Royal Canterlot Voice knocked, the still in shock, Alicorn from her bed. “I’m up!!!” Luna whimpered as she pulled herself from the floor “What could possibly be important enough to wake me from my slumber?” Celestia, with a knowing smile, answered in an excited tone. “Why a new Prince Harmony Dragon that’s what.” Luna’s jaw came oddly close to the floor. Unfortunately that was before her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she hit it herself. 4.Sweetie's Morning JogChapter 4: Sweetie’s Morning Jog We move back yet again this time to right after Sweetie and Spike awaken to find their changes. While Spike rushes off to the library where his “mom” is most likely waiting for him, Sweetie make a B-line straight for the Boutique. ‘Oh Rarity is going to be so mad with me. She told me a while ago to let her know where I was going to be if I didn’t come home for the night.’ Sweetie thought to herself as she ducked and dodged into shadows whenever anyone came into view. ‘Though I doubt me telling her that I was sleeping with Spike would end too well.’ Even though most of the adults hadn’t told her about the ‘facts of life’ she had figured it out, mostly from a book she picked up by accident when she was looking to get her cutie mark in nursing. She had since picked out a few statements that the older ponies would use while her and the other crusaders were around to talk about their love life. Namely when they said they slept over with Somepony else. She could tell when they meant the difference in a sleepover and well... Other activities. Thinking about that almost made her forget about her little wing problem, almost. ‘Now that I think about it does me having wings mean I am a princess now? Oh no. Am I going to have to move to Canterlot and stay at the palace. I don’t want to leave Spike or the Crusaders behind!’ Too wrapped up in her internal monologue she didn’t even notice as she walked headfirst into the door. Turning the handle on the door she walked in pondering why walking into the door didn’t hurt as bad as she would have thought or actually at all for that matter. “Big sis you home?” Normally when Rarity was home she would be sewing and Sweetie would hear the machine going from anywhere in the house. With the lack of sound Sweetie could only guess that Rarity wasn’t there. Walking through the house proved this fact she seemed to be out. Moving back to the front of the store she noticed a note on the front counter. Dear Sweetie, I can only hope its you reading this. Since you didn’t come home last night I got a Little worried and decided to go out and see if I could find you anywhere. Love Rarity ‘So she is out looking for me I better go see if I can find her.’ Sweetie thought to herself making her way back toward the door. Just before reaching it though she realized that going out again meant that she would most likely be seen and she really didn’t want anyone to know about her wings just yet. ‘I suppose I better get something to put over them so I won’t stand out. But what should I get, none of Rarity’s clothes fit me and even though she is always talking about me dressing up she has never made me anything. I suppose I could make myself a cloak. It couldn’t be any harder than the Crusader capes I made.’ She thought to herself as she made her way toward the roles of cloth. ‘Oh man if I use any of these roles Rarity will get so mad. The only one I can use is that dark gray cotton cloth but she put it way up top. WAIT! I wonder if my magic is any better usually I couldn’t even lift a cup of water but maybe its gotten a bit stronger.’ Green light suffused the room as Sweetie lit her horn. ‘Now wrap my magic around the roll of cloth and... Good, now to give it a strong tug.’ With one mighty pull of Sweetie’s “weak” magic the roll came loose. Unfortunately it wasn’t quite as weak as it used to be and the roll decided it wanted to try its hardest to embed itself in the wall across the store. “EEP!” Squeaked Sweetie as she lowered the magic output down to a fraction of the power. “Note to self. Magic is MUCH stronger than it used to be.” Slowly she was able to pull the fabric over to where her sister told her to work on her projects and with slow precise movements began to construct a cloak. Thirty minutes passed by in a flash and her cloak was finished. Normally it would have taken her hours to finish but thanks to her new aptitude at magic it went by quickly. Pulling the cloak over herself and holding it tight with her magic Sweetie began to inspect herself in on of the many mirrors her sister had scattered through the store. It wasn’t bad at all. Now that her magic had come in she could work a lot smoother and the cloak was near perfect compared to anything she had done before. It was long enough that it covered her wings and her new Cutie Mark. She had decided to hide it for now so she could show it off later, when there was less reason for everyone to freak out over her wings, which she still had no idea why had chosen now of all times to show up. “I wonder if someone in my family is related to the Princesses? Maybe that’s why I have wings now. But I didn’t think they had any kids. Aarghh, why must everything about this make no sense.” Exclaimed Sweetie as she trotted around the room preparing to head out to locate Rarity. “Well nothing I can do now.. I guess.” The door to the Boutique opened before Sweetie's new control over magic as she trotted over and through the door into the early morning hours. Since coming through town earlier that morning Ponyville had woken up a bit some of the store owners where out and about setting up for the day and a few ponies were making their way to work as well. No one even really paid much attention to the little filly they had all seen her running around off on one of her “crusades” at one point or another and having her running around with a cloak on her back really wasn't much to stop and stare at. Sweetie though had no idea where to start looking for her sister though she was able to narrow it down. She would be either at Twilight's library, Fluttershy's cottage or at one of her friends houses asking if they had seen her. The logical answer that poped into Sweeties head was to go to Twilight's, though not for the reason she was looking for. She was actually excited to see Spike again even though they had seen each other just a short time before and it was closer that the others. Much closer to tell the truth Fluttershy's was on the entire oposite side of town past the library, her two friends were even further with Sweet Apple Acres being about a mile further that fluttershy's, and well scootaloo lived with her adopted sister Rainbow Dash ever since it was found out she was living by herself in a old dilapidated building. So after a short trot through town Sweetie had reached her destination. The sign on the door that normally read open was oddly turned to closed. This was Sweeties first clue that Rarity was here. The second and biggest was she could see Rarity though the window, though that was more proof than a clue. Rarity had a look on her face that looked like she had lost something very important and Spike and Twilight was looking slightly crestfallen. Twilight seemed to ask Spike a question. Sweetie decided enough was enough and right as his mouth opened to answer Sweetie used her newfound magic to open the door though with a bit more force than she meant. 'Darn this is gonna take some getting use to' She thought to herself as she used a lighter touch to close the door. Turning back she looked into the eyes of her sister. Those eyes were very very upset. 5. Sweetie vs. Rarity (Unedited)Chapter 5:Sweetie vs. Rarity: Battle for Spike's Heart Rarity stood stock still staring at her sisters glowing horn. Her mind in shambles. Her sister, her sweet innocent little sister had JUST STOLEN HER PRINCE!!! Needless to say she wasn't really in her right mind. Her right eye twitched. Strands of her mane, which she spent hours every morning perfecting and arranging to make sure it was NEVER out of place, had small strands popping up in every direction. This all pointed to one simple fact. Rarity was about to have a breakdown. Twilight couldn't help but stare and ask herself if that was what she looked like when she went crazy. Spike and Sweetie on the other hand knew that was exactly it and slowly started backing away. “My wonderful little sister how good it is to see you this morning.” Rarity stated while slightly tilting her head to the side, a huge Cheshire like grin adorning her face. “You have some serious explaining to do my little sister.” Sweetie was just on the short side of freaking out herself. Twilight she could handle, she had seen her this way before. Namely during what everyone referred to as Lesson Zero. Her sister though had never snapped before she had always held the decorum of a refined noblemare. This was the exact reason Sweetie couldn't even form a coherent sentence. “Well.. sis... Spike.. and sad...lonely.. didn't want to hurt...” She trailed off getting quieter and quieter after each word till you could barely hear her squeaking out the last little bit. She had backed into a corner and even though her sister hadn't taken a single step it felt like she was being towered over and looked down on. “Rarity maybe you should calm down.” Interjected Spike noticing the discomfort on his newly acquired young loves face. “Take deep breaths, in and out in and out.” he stated trying to get Rarity to calm down with Twilight's preferred method whenever she felt “out of it”. The method worked, partially at least. Rarity did seem to calm down and the smile adorning her face vanished replaced instead by a large scowl. Sweetie by this point had retreated into the the corner of the room right beside the door. She knew her sister was a bit upset about something but really wasn't sure exactly sure of the reason why. Though she believed it had something to do with the cloth she had used to make the cloak she now wore. 'Maybe it would have been a smarter idea to use scraps that she was gonna throw away.' She pondered to herself while her big sister stared down at her with the disapproving scowl. “Um big sis if your mad that I used some of your fabric without asking I did use the cheap stuff you always have stuck in that big bin. Though if you really wanted me to I could maybe make something from the Scraps you were going to throw away.” Sweetie mumbled to her sister. Rarity while still upset noticed the cloak her sister now wore. Overall it wasn't a bad design, sure she could have added a bit more flair to the neck area maybe a little lace around the end. She almost got lost in Inspiration before she quickly pulled herself back and stared down even harder on her sister. She was upset. No upset was a bit of an understatement. She was a bit furious and yet even though she was she couldn't direct ALL of the rage purely at her sister... That didn't stop her from trying though. “No, my dear little sister,”Rarity spat, “This isn't about the fabric. I am proud that you thought to use the stuff that I can buy in bulk at almost no cost. It isn't even a bad design. But I digress, Its not about the cloak. NO! Its how you stole my PRINCE! HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN MINE!!!” Rarity stated slowly increasing in volume until she was shrieking out the last part. Twilight and Spike were staring slack jawed at the sudden outburst by the white mare. “What do you mean yours? Who are you talking about?” Sweetie asked with a look of genuine confusion on her face. She had not heard the part about Spike being royalty and as such couldn't understand what Rarity was so mad at her for. As far as she knew there wasn't anyone Rarity was seeing and she had made it clear last night that Spikes crush was plenty one sided. “Oh don't make out like you don't know. You knew spike liked me but you just had to show up and steal him from me.” Rarity hissed at her sister. Now Sweetie was utterly confused. “What do you mean I stole him from you? He told me last night that you told him he could never be with you.” Sweetie was by this point getting a little bit grumpy towards her sister as well and let it show in the later part of her sentence which didn't go unnoticed by Rarity and thus only fueled her rage to higher levels. “He very well could have had a chance with me If he would have just tried a bit harder. BUT YOU!!! had to step in and fill his heart before he got back on his feet. If you hadn't stepped in he would have gotten back up and tried harder and he would have gotten me.” Rage was billowing off Rarity as she ranted toward Sweetie Belle. Her mane had started to smolder a bit. But she wasn't the only one... Sweetie was nearly ready to slap her sister but held herself in check. Which was a good thing thanks to her new strength she would have put her through a wall. Twilight and Spike watched on in horror. Sweetie wasn't quite as out of it as Rarity was but even they could tell that the tension in the room was about to reach a breaking point. It was just a matter of who tipped first. Biting her lip to keep from letting slip a remark she really didn't want to Sweetie just stared at her smoking sister. She didn't want to let the remark out but it was right there on the tip of her tongue. Twilight was shaking her head no but Sweetie wasn't going to back down from this. It would either be her or her sister and she wasn't going to let Rarity win this stand off. Not with Spike on the line. Rarity opened her mouth to speak to deliver the final verbal slap right as Sweetie Spoke. “Your right he could have been yours he could have gone back to you. But he didn't he came to me. He finally saw your true colors and its not the pretty white princess wannabe that you project yourself to be.” Rarities eyes went to pinpricks. Her hair completely ignited. Twilight winced having never been on the outside of a unicorns rage burst. Rarity completely snapped. With all the might the fashionatta could put into her legs she lunged forgetting all magic or all self restraint she had ever been taught she charged. Horn down and ready to try and impale Sweetie. She closed the distance in just under a second. Twilight saw it coming and activated her horn to grab Rarity and restrain her but before she could Rarity just stopped. It was if Rarity had been frozen in time except for the fact her eyes were still moving. Which had widened to the size of dinner plates. Twilight sat stunned she had been trained from around Sweetie's age to react quickly and with as little charge up time as possible and she had been outpaced by Sweetie Belle. She was Flabbergasted and so was Rarity. Rarity looked down on her sister who had a large frown on her face with her horn glowing. Realizing what she was about to do the rage Rarity had been feeling broke and so did her composure. Tears fell as she started to sob. Not at the fact she had lost her prince but at the fact that she nearly attacked her sister for obtaining the one thing she herself had always wanted. The field holding her broke and Sweetie rushed to her sister. She knew the fight was over Rarity had given up and in doing so needed her to be there for her. Even if Rarity had been trying to hurt her sister Sweetie was still her sister. Sweetie would always stay by her side when it was needed. “I am so sorry Sweetie. Can you forgive me?” Sobbed Rarity. “Of coarse big sis. Even if the entire world turned against you your still my sister and I will always stay by your side... as long as spike can be there to?” She finished with a questioning tone. Rarity looked up with her tear stained face and couldn't deny her sister what she had found because of her own selfish words. “I would be honored to have spike be by your side as long as you stay by mine.” Rarity replied slowly kissing the top of her sister's head. “We're not interrupting anything are we?” Sweetie jumped a good 3 hooves in the air and shot behind the couch from the new voice that had popped up right behind her head. Looking around the couch corner it was her turn for her eyes to drop to pinpricks as both of the Royal Sisters stood in the center of the room. “NNOOO I DON WANNA BE A PRINCESS!!!!” Author's Note So who was looking forward to this chapter? And who was thinking I forgot about you all? 6. Royal Visit (FINISHED & Unedited)“NNOOOOOO I DON'T WANT TO BE A PRINCESS!!” Sweetie Belle shot up the stairs and into the bathroom of the library. Leaving a shocked group of ponies sitting there watching the stairs. “Twilight?” “Yes Princess?” “Do you have any idea what just happened?” “No Princess. I don't.” Rarity sat there with her mouth hanging open her eyes literally bugging out of her head before she whipped around and hit the floor in a deep bow. “Please forgive my sister Your Highness. I have no idea what came over her.” She pleaded with the Alicorn of the Sun. While expecting a reply from Princess Celestia, Rarity instead got a reply from Princess Luna. “He he. Normally I am the ones the ponies run away from as fast as they can. Personally I find it a little refreshing having it happen to my sister instead of me.” Celestia turned and gave Luna a flat stare. “What? Its true.” Giving a slight eye roll Celestia started climbing the stairs. “One moment everyone. I will go see what the trouble is and attempt to wrangle her back downstairs.” With the assurance given Celestia approached the bathroom door. Bringing her voice down low and with the most reassuring tone she could Celestia spoke through the door. “Sweetie Belle can I speak with you please?” Starting with a small whimper she got the OK to enter. Sweetie Belle was hidden in the shower with the curtain closed. Slowly Celestia approached the young filly and sat on the small rug just outside of the shower. “Sweetie Belle, why did you suddenly scream when you saw us?” Sweetie sat there chewing on her bottom lip slowly thinking of how she wanted to respond. Slowly she spoke, “I thought you were gonna take me to Canterlot to be a princess.” “Now Sweetie Belle I wouldn't take you and force you to be a princess. First of all I wouldn't do something like that without your permission and second I believe that you think just because Spike is going to be a prince soon you will to. I hate to put it this way but you wouldn't be a princess until you married him.” Sweetie looked up slightly confused before asking, “Wait Spike is going to be a prince?” Celestia looked at the small filly with confusion. “Well yes why else would you think you would be a princess? I mean unless your a member of the Noble Family you would have to be an Alicorn to be a princess and last time I checked you didn't have wings.” Sweetie stared at the ground with what Celestia thought was remorse until Sweetie Belle looked up. The look in her eyes displayed a range of emotions. The most prominent was anxiety while below that was fear and was that humor? Celestia couldn't understand why Sweetie Belle thought something about that was funny. Until Sweetie spoke next then she understood. “If I show you a secret will you keep it for a little bit?” Sweetie asked the Alicorn of the Sun. “Of coarse. Now how did that go... ah yes. Cross my heart and hope to fly, Stick a Cupcake in my eye... though to tell the truth I would rather eat it.” Celestia stated with a small giggle from both of them. “OK. You know how Spike is now all long and looks different?” Celestia nodded to the fillies question. “Well he wasn't the only one that looks a bit different after last night.” Celestia looked at the filly with a bit of confusion. She wasn't sure what Sweetie meant by that statement until Sweetie reached down and unbuttoned her cloak. As it slipped to the ground Celestia's eyes grew to dinner plate proportions... well for about 5 seconds before they slowly rolled into the back of her head and she fell over backward into a dead faint. Sweetie Belle quickly leaped out of the shower and began to poke Celestia trying to get her to wake up. “Princess? Hey Princess. Are you OK?” She asked still trying to wake her. Knowing that the Princess was out like a light she only had one option. Using her magic she turned on the shower and collected a ball of water about the size of an average ponies head and levitated it over the Princess. With a quick release the magic holding the ice cold water completely soaked Celestia, who bolted up screeching like she had been stabbed in the rump with a sewing needle. “Oh I just had the weirdest dream...”Celestia trailed off as she looked down at the young alicorn. “OK... so maybe it wasn't a dream. Might I ask when this occurred?” Sweetie Belle looked at her hooves while pawing at the ground timidly before answering. “It happened last night when I found Spike depressed about being turned down by my sister. I felt so bad that I wanted to cheer him up, so I sang him a song from deep in my heart.” Sweeties face started to glow red as she continued her story of what occurred the previous night. Celestia's face held what most would considered the best poker face in existence as she listened to the touching story all the while looking over the young alicorn. She made note of the Cutie Mark now adorning the young fillies flank and mentally started trying to decipher what the small bell and notes meant. “Your wondering what my Cutie Mark means don't you?” Celestia blinked. Maybe her poker face could use a little work. Though it hadn't failed her before so she was slightly confused as to how the young alicorn was able to figure her out. “Its emotions.” Celestia blinked at the answer the filly gave. “Princess Cadance is the Princess of Love, she has total control over all aspects of love. I on the other hoof can hear the emotions a pony is experiencing. Like now I can hear your emotions raging in your soul. You are scared by what a new Alicorn means, you are curious as to what I mean by hearing the emotions, your a little agitated that you can't get a word in edgewise, sorry by the way, and your if I am not mistaken a little excited that there is another alicorn.” Sweetie looked up into Celestia's face with a gaze that seemed to stretch through Celestia and into her very being. Personally it crept out Celestia a little bit but she kept her silence and motioned for Sweetie to continue her explanation. Sweeties eyes slowly focused back on Celestia and she continued on. “Now I told you I could HEAR emotions and that is exactly what I do. I always could but I wasn't able to put it into words or understand what the song meant.” “Now let me explain each pony's soul sings a song to the world, this song is unique for everypony but changed constantly with what the pony is currently feeling. The tempo and tune changes slightly whenever anypony's emotions change.” Sweetie blushed and ducked her head a little before continuing. “I still don't understand it all yet and can't do it reliably without focusing on the pony for a while but this is what I was able to sort it out since I woke up this morning and had to walk through town.” Sweetie finished with a nervous grin. Celestia stared down at the little filly in admiration. She had in the less than a days time gone through more than most ponies have in their lives, the exception being 6 ponies and 1 dragon currently living in this town and 2 alicorns other than herself living in Canterlot. This little filly had in less that 24 hours gotten her Cutie Mark, Ascended into Alicornhood, gotten a colt friend, and had learned how to use a part of her Alicorn domain. She also felt slightly sad at what she had to do. Looking down at the small filly she said one small sentence that would forever change Sweetie's life. “I am sorry my little princess.” Author's Note Finished this bad boy up. needs editing of coarse so if anyone is interested in editing it send me a message.
1. Heartbreak and HealingA/N: First chapters proofread and up. See how you like it now. Chapter 1: Heartbreak and Healing Spike was certain that his life was over. The love of his life, the mare he had such deep feelings for, had finally decided to tell him that it would never work out. After Spike had stopped by the boutique to help Rarity with all her chores and duties, she had pulled him to the side and given him a bucket full of his favorite gems. Just as he was enjoying them. She decided it was time to cut him loose. “What do you mean it won’t work out, Rarity?” “I'm sorry my little Spikey-Wikey, but I can’t feel that way about you. You’re a dragon, not that that’s the reason. You're only a baby dragon not only that, I don’t think I could stand the idea of you having to go through the pain of losing me. Just think about it you will live several thousands of years; while I will die by the time I am 100, most likely. I cannot in good conscience give you the same feelings.” Rarity explained to Spike, who was shocked beyond belief and he could not understand why she felt that way. “But there has to be some way we can work this out.” He pleaded with her as his eyes became misty. Rarity sighed and lowered her head, closing her eyes. “I am so sorry Spike, but there is nothing we could do… I am sorry.” She finished as she walked into the back room before shutting the door. She couldn’t face him as tears streaked down her eyes. To say she felt nothing for the little dragon was a lie. She did care for him, dearly. There was just no way she could return his feelings, knowing that he would one day have to deal with the fact she would pass on before him. Spike couldn’t piece together what went wrong. He was broken beyond repair, as the one mare that his world revolved around had taken his heart and crushed it. Not just into fragments but into a fine dust. He couldn’t think properly, he could barely even breathe. Tears streamed from his eyes as he left the Boutique, the bucket of gems completely forgotten. He just had to get out and go somewhere... somewhere but there... anywhere but there. He wandered aimlessly through Ponyville, not noticing the concerned looks that everypony had for him. They didn’t know what had occurred, but from the look of Spike’s face they knew something had broken him. In his broken state he didn’t even realize when he made it to the park; he didn’t hear the buzzing of a certain little filly’s wings as she pulled a cart,with her two best friends in tow, approaching him through the trees. Well he might not have noticed them coming, but he sure felt it when they collided with him. Scootaloo had nailed him, sending him flying through the air straight into a shrub. Though it didn’t end well for the Cutie Mark Crusaders either, as Scootaloo was streaking through the air when she crashed into Spike and her body went into the shrub too. Though Sweetie Belle and Applebloom were lucky as they only found themselves thrown from the wagon and onto the grass beside it, though the pain was still present. Pulling herself from the bush, Scootaloo let out a scream as she was getting angry. “Spike why don’t you watch where you’re going, you could have ruined my…”. She trailed off, seeing Spike pull himself out of the bush with tears in his eyes. Her eyes widened as she tried to figure out how to diffuse the situation, that she began to suspect might have been her fault. “Spike, listen I am SO sorry. I think that might have been my fault. I didn’t see you there when I came through. There no a reason to cry about it, crying is for little foals and I know you’re not a little foal are you?” Spike just ignored her and just dusted himself off. His scales had stopped almost all of the damage and he barely felt any pain from the impact. He just wanted to continue his walk and forget about life. ‘Maybe if I just continue walking forever I might just forget about her. I just want to forget.’ He made his way on further into the park and away from town, failing to notice the three fillies looking at him with great concern. Sweetie Belle, for reasons she would let nopony else know, just felt an overwhelming need to comfort Spike. She couldn’t stand to see him sad, though he never even noticed her, when he was around Rarity, and Sweetie knew it was because he had a crush on her sister, nevertheless that didn’t stop her own little crush from developing. Though over time that crush had grown stronger, stronger even than the crush Spike had on her sister. Seeing this as a chance to get close with Spike and maybe make him see her as a possible friend if not something more, Sweetie decided to try and cheer him up. “Um, girls... why don’t you go on ahead? I think Spike needs some comfort...” Scootaloo was shocked at these words, “But what about the plan we made? We were going to try and get our Cutie Marks as Lumberjacks.” Sweetie didn’t even want her Cutie Mark as a log and saw or something like that. So even if it wasn’t a big deal to help Spike she would have taken it as an excuse to get out of the Crusade that only Scootaloo could come up with. “I am sure now go on I want to try and cheer him up. Please?” “Alright, alright. Just try and hurry up, we won’t do too much without you.” Scootaloo had gotten her scooter back up and attached to the wagon with Apple bloom already piled in. “See you in a bit, I guess.” Scootaloo said as she started up her wings and raced off with the wagon in tow. Sweetie, now alone with Spike who was now a good distance away even at the slow pace he was making, tried to put together a plan to help him feel better. Nothing she could come up with though would do the trick she thought to herself. She needed to know what was wrong. She hurried along to catch up with him. Spike failed to notice as she approached him. “Spike what’s wrong?” Spike, hearing Sweetie speak right behind him, jumped and gave a little blast of green fire in surprise. “Sweetie, don’t sneak up on me like that you!! scared me almost enough to catch the trees on fire. What do you want anyway?” “Well,” Sweetie started, “I just wanted to know what got you so down. You seem so sad I couldn’t help but want to cheer you up.” Thanks Sweetie, but I don’t think you could cheer me up right now. Unless you could get your sister to stop thinking that I would never be a good Special Somepony...Err… dragon to her. She just won’t see reason and keeps saying how I would have to watch her grow old and die, or how I am too young to be with her, or how….” He trailed off lost in his depression again. Sweetie knew she shouldn’t be happy but she couldn’t help but feel that she might now have a chance. “Spike I am sorry my sister didn’t accept you. You would make a great Special Some..dragon to anyone who could see that.” Sweetie stated blushing heavily and looking everywhere but at Spike. Even with his depression Spike took notice of this. He couldn’t understand why she was blushing about that statement. He was glad she said it though maybe he still had a chance. ‘Nah who am I kidding, Rarity will never like me.’ Spike thought to himself while Sweetie slowly got her composure back. “I am serious Spike. She doesn’t know what she is missing.” Sweetie looked at spike now even with the dark crimson blush on her cheeks. Spike still looking at Sweetie finally started to piece together what Sweetie meant. ‘No way, I must be just overthinking things. Sweetie couldn’t like me like that. Maybe my mind is just trying to find an out now that Rarity has rejected me. YEAH! My mind is just using Sweetie as an out to get over Rarity.’ Using these thoughts he tried to push the idea of him dating Sweetie out of his mind. He couldn’t just drop Rarity and move on like that it would mean so little. While these thoughts played out in Spikes head, Sweetie had her own thoughts going on. Mainly about how to tell this young dragon in front of her how much she loved him. There had to be some way something she could do that would tell him. Closing her eyes she thought and just like a curtain was pulled back an idea came to her. Opening her eyes she met Spikes gaze as she opened her mouth and began to sing. The song lacked words her magic projecting her emotions directly into her voice even though she had no idea how. The song came and so did the meaning it was as if the very earth and sky sang with her. Spike was entranced everything he felt everything he was became locked on this one filly before him. He felt the love he had for Rarity shift. It moved like a living substance and slowly wrapped around the pony before him. His emotions once a raging sea calmed. His anger, his hate, his love all harmonized with the song. It felt to him like he had woken from a bad dream to find himself back in his soft bed at home. Yet at the same time it felt like home was with the one in front of him. He couldn’t stay still he inched forward afraid that the wrong move would break the beautiful sound coming from Sweetie. Finally he made it to her. Just as quickly as it came the song left. Sweetie felt drained yet oddly empowered, like she had just run a race and yet came out in first. The song had left her blind to the outside world and she didn’t notice Spike right in front of her until he had already pulled her into a very tight embrace. Tears seeped down his face still but this time Sweetie could tell they were tears of joy, of happiness. She returned the embrace as Spike looked deep into her eyes. “I am sorry I never noticed you Sweetie. How someone as beautiful as you was overlooked is a mystery to me. Oh Spike there is no way I am as beautiful as my sister your just saying that.” To which he quickly replied, “No. While she has her outer beauty you have something on the inside that shines so bright even the sun pales before it.” Looking down he also notices something else. “Well that makes sense your singing did sound like the most wonderful bells ever made.” This confused Sweetie what was he talking about. He followed her gaze right to her blank-flank…’UMM… that’s not blank... IT’S NOT BLANK “I GOT MY CUTIE MARK!!!” She screamed to no one in particular. Where once her flank had been a solid white two masterfully crafted Crystal Bells sat mid ring with smaller music notes in different shades of color surrounding them. “OH SPIKE THANK YOU!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!” She screamed leaping into him, giving him one of the biggest hugs she had ever given anyone. Spike turned a much darker shade of purple as he blushed beneath his scales. Just as he was about to reply he looked up and saw the sun slowly making its way below the horizon. “Sweetie look.” He said pointing out the sunset. He pulled her beneath a nearby tree as they sat down to watch the sun set. There they sat as what they could only believe was one of the most amazing sites they had ever seen occurred before their very eyes. As the sun sand below the horizon so did their eyelids. Lower and lower they went. The last words before he left the consciousness were spoken. “Thank you, Sweetie. So much I just wish I had seen you for the amazing filly you were sooner.” There they slept cuddled tightly against each other. Unseen by either of them was the little white wing that slowly swept itself over the sleeping dragon as it pulled him closer to its owner.
2. Harmony Dragon?The sun slowly rose over Ponyville. Spike and Sweetie had curled up with each other during the night and had kept each other warm. They would have slept on just like that for a while longer too. That is if the sun wasn’t right in Sweetie’s face. “Rarity shut the curtains. It’s too early to get up.” Sweetie mumbled not realizing she was outside. “What do you mean too early Twilight? You always get up at this time.” Spike mumbled back. Both started to doze back off just as they realized they were not at home. Spike jolted straight up, sending Sweetie rolling over onto her back, her feet stuck straight into the air. “Sweetie what happened?” Spike started, not quite remembering the night before yet. Sweetie’s memory wasn’t much better. She did remember that she had finally confessed to Spike, even if it was through song. Rolling over she stood up and stretched. Her wings were sore from where she slept on them last night… ‘WAIT A SECOND I DON’T HAVE WINGS!!!’ Looking over her side there were definitely a pair of wings resting at her side. She was dumbstruck to say the least. Spike wasn’t faring much better. Where he barely came up to Sweetie's chin yesterday, today he stood about a hoof taller than her. Not much bigger, but still just a bit. Although that wasn’t the biggest change. On his head now rested two short horns pointing backwards and a bit of what he could only call a mane grew from around his spines. The hair was more like the ethereal manes of the Princesses, it flowed, not in the Solar wind but in time with the flames burning within his own body. He also found it a bit hard to stand upright now, it was much easier to walk on all four legs much like a pony. Though even with this, what he could only think of as, growth spurt, he still lacked wings. Only after they finally started to settle down about their own changes did they notice the other ones changes. The wings that now graced Sweetie's back were a bit larger than Scootaloo’s wings and the horn on top of her head seemed to have grown by a few inches. She also seemed to be leaner than she used to be. Spike guessed this was because of the new Pegasus and Earth pony magic running through her. Spike, on the other hand, seemed to get slimmer he had stretched and looked more thin than muscular. The two spikes on his head pointed backwards and turn slightly upward toward the ends. His tail had also elongated by about twice its previous length. His claws and teeth also seemed to have sharpened and grew to accommodate his new body. Overall both of them could only stare at each other in wonder where the beauty Sweetie had before was more below the surface yesterday, today it was surfacing rather well. Spike was having a hard time looking away. While Spike on the other hand had grown out of the baby look he had into more of a majestic creature with an appealing build, or at least Sweetie thought so. They sat there staring at each other for what could have been years or maybe just a few minutes before they noticed the sun had risen a bit higher in the sky. Squeaking Sweetie jumped up and looked around. No one was in sight but that didn’t mean they wouldn’t get seen on the way to their houses. She was starting to ramble, a bit like Twilight, her mane was starting to spring up and her eye started to twitch as she began making weird accusations about what the Princesses would now think about a new Alicorn. Spike noticed this and started his anti-mental breakdown routine he so often had to use with Twilight. After being around her and noting how the Princess was never mad at anything she did or really anyone of her subjects did he knew that Princess Celestia would more than likely welcome Sweetie with open arms. Yet even pointing this out didn’t improve Sweeties mood. So before he could even do much to stop the freak out from occurring Sweetie did something he had seen no one but twilight and the Princess do. She teleported. Unfortunately Spike had no clue where the teleport went to. Though for some reason he could sense the lingering magic in the air from where she flashed away. Pulling himself up Spike made his way toward the library. Where most likely Twilight was slowly freaking out that he had not come home last night. As it turned out that was exactly what was going on, with the addition of Rarity asking Twilight to help find Sweetie who had also not gone home the night before. Twilight was looking through the 4th book in her collection of locator spells so she could try to yet again locate the baby dragon. Needless to say she didn’t have to use a spell because just as she found one, that she promised would work this time, the door opened and in walked Spike. Or a dragon they thought was Spike for a moment. “Who are you?” Twilight questioned the now slightly larger Spike. To say he looked confused was an understatement. How did Twilight not recognize him? ‘Oh yeah that happened.’ He thought to himself before quickly dispelling the thought from Twilights head that he was some random dragon. Rarity was staring at him as well quiet lost as to what occurred to the baby dragon she “dumped” the day before. “Um Spike what happened to you?” A confused and slightly flustered Twilight asked from right beside Rarity, causing her to jump a bit in surprise. “Well it’s a bit of a long story.” Spike began. He didn’t want to tell them about Sweetie so he glossed over the story a bit. “Yesterday after Rarity told me that it wouldn’t work between us I felt broken so I went out and walked through the park. I kind of fell asleep and woke up looking like this this morning.” Spike felt this was vague enough yet specific enough not to cause Twilight to question it. He was almost right. “This makes no sense all the dragon biology books we have doesn’t indicate any of what you went through. Maybe we should send a letter to the Princess asking if she knows anything." Twilight summoned a quill and scroll hastily scribbled down what had occurred to Spike. More the changes than how it happened thanks to him not mentioning anything of what happened the night before. After finishing the letter Spike quickly took it and sent it on its way with a slightly larger than normal fireball. Not ten minutes passed before they received not just a scroll back but a small book as well. It was red with a golden dragon flying on the front of it. Opening the letter Twilight read the contents. To my faithful student, The book I sent should tell you what is occurring to Spike. Begin on page 215 it should explain what is occurring. Your teacher Princess Celestia P.S.: Also a note I did not know spike was this type of dragon. Twilight was a bit shocked at how quick the note seemed written as she quickly levitated the book over to herself and opened it to page 215. She began to read aloud. “The Harmony Dragon is the rarest of the Equestrian Dragons and the only one capable of fully exerting its will in the form of magic. While their magic is draconic in origin it functions suprisingly similar to Unicorn magic and as such can learn to work spells much as a unicorn does. While Harmony Dragons are the rarest of the dragon species ones that ascend to the higher levels of power are by far the rarest of the rare. Harmony Dragons make up around 1 in 10,000 of normal dragons. While Ascended Harmony Dragons make up a much smaller percent at roughly 1 in every 10,000 normal Harmony Dragons. This basically means that 1 in every 10,000,000 dragons ascend. Ascended Harmony Dragon’s Magical capabilities put them in the power range that only Alicorns hold.” Looking up from the book Twilight noticed the look of glee on the young dragons face and the look of shock on Rarity’s. “Umm so yeah looks like you can use magic Spike.” “Sweet I wanna try levitating something. Can I? Can I please?” “I don’t see why not. Let’s see it says that your magic is almost the same as a unicorn so it shouldn’t be too different. Umm Rarity would you show him the basics I want to read a few more pages about Harmony Dragons first.” Rarity nodded to her as she pulled a few small round balls off the shelf and set them down. Twilight returned to the pages of the book and read silently to herself. ‘The reason behind the ascension process is complex but simple at the same time. They have to choose a mate. Which in and of itself is a simple task. What makes this task difficult is that the mate they choose is almost always a pony with very few examples of griffons being chosen. One major thing to note about these mates is that they are not just chosen by the dragon the mate chooses the dragon. This is one of the main reasons behind so few ascended. The name Harmony Dragon is also chosen because of the dragons choice to live in harmony with their mate. While most dragons rather live a life of solitude or with other dragons. Because their power puts them in the range of the Alicorns most beings consider them royalty and as such the Princesses themselves have stated any Harmony Dragons living in Equestria are Considered a Prince or Princess the moment of their ascension.’ Twilight blinked at this she couldn’t even fathom the prospect of Spike being a Prince. ‘Harmony Dragons anatomy is very strange as well compared to other dragons. They do not grow as other dragons, instead they grow at the same rate as their mate. Meaning that if a Harmony Dragon chooses a pony they will never grow much larger than said pony. Also they do not age at the same rate as normal dragons instead they age at the same rate as yet again their mate. The last known harmony dragon died at the age of 98 after his mate, an earth pony mare, died one week prior. It is also worth to note that Harmony Dragons are capable of breeding with another species. We use the previous Harmony Dragon again as an example. At the time of his death he had 4 grandfoals. They were perfectly normal Pony children with no abnormalities. One final note on Harmony Dragons is this. If they ever choose a magic weilding mate their magic will always share colors to distinguish them as a mated pair.’ Twilight looked up, she had thought that Rarity had been Spikes chosen mate seeing as how he had followed her around like a love struck puppy but… “Umm I got some news about your magic Spike.” Twilight stated cutting into the training. Rarity looked up fearful as to what might be wrong with Spike. Had something occurred to cause him problems? “Well two things actually.” Twilight started. “First is Spike because you’re a Harmony Dragon your considered a Prince in Equestira.” Spike looked shocked by this statement while Rarity looked like she was about to squee like Rainbow Dash meeting the wonderbolts. “The second is the color of your magic and how it relates to who you chose as your Mate.” The word mate sounded weird in her mouth but it was the name the book had given. When he received this information Spike paled and looked at Rarity. While he no longer felt any Romantic interest in her he still loved her like a sister. He knew this would break her heart but he, just like she had, had to let her down. Looking back at Twilight he nodded. Twilight knew Rarity wasn’t his chosen. “The thing is that the magic color a Harmony Dragon uses will always be the same color of the magic as its Mate.” Rarity just stood there and looked between Spike and Twilight. She couldn’t see where this was going. Surely she had her Prince now. She turned to looked at Spike who slowly lit up his horns, to reveal the Emerald glow that surrounded it. Slowly her eyes fell and she knew. She always had her Prince but she had turned him away and it was only her fault that she had lost him. Twilight could only watch as Rarity started to comprehend what she had lost. This still left a question. One that needed to be asked and answered. “Spike, if you didn’t choose Rarity who did you choose?” Spike opened his mouth. Then the door to the library slammed open. All three occupants jumped up and looked at who had come in. There stood Sweetie Belle her magic holding a cloak over her body. Rarity jumped up and started to run only to stop a second later Her magic was the same color as Spikes.
3. Jaw meet Floor, Floor meet LunaCanterlot Castle: 1 minute prior to Sweetie getting her Cutie Mark Princess Celestia was, yet again, entertaining her spoiled nephew, Prince BlueBlood, as he went off on why Ponyville should be put under martial law and the Elements of Harmony locked into the dungeons below. ‘Oh if only I was a better ruler I would banish this spoiled brat to the moon, or better yet some faraway star.’ Normally if all she had to do was listen to Blueblood rattle on and on she would be happy, but this day had been downright dreadful. To say she had a bad day at court would be an understatement. Normally the “evils” of court was split up by some of her little ponies coming in to ask her to bless their wedding or unborn child. Unfortunately today none had come so the little bit of time she truly enjoyed about court was missing, which unfortunately gave Celestia a very bad day. At this point she focused back on Blueblood who was still going on about how Ponyville could be stripped of all land ownership and how the Everfree could be turned into one of the largest exporters of Fine wood products. Bad Luck decided it picked on her enough though. Suddenly Celestia felt something she hadn’t felt in a very long time, well not that long in her standards, nevertheless it had been over 15 years since this sensation overcame her. It felt like a wave of power radiated over her. This wave carried a hint of peace like everything was right in the world and as Celestia knew something indeed was very, very right. Not 10 seconds passed before a deep blue flash darkened the room. Blueblood fell backwards in shock while Celestia just turned to the source. “Good evening sister. You felt it as well I take it? One moment please.” She stated turning to Blueblood. “Sorry to cut your presentation on how getting rid of Ponyville would help the world but something of importance has arisen and it will need to be seen to immediately.” Blueblood noted a tone of urgency and bid a hasty farewell before exiting. Within seconds of Blueblood leaving Celestia had erected a sound barrier around the courtroom and turned back to Princess Luna. “You felt the wave of harmony pass by as well I take it?” Luna had a very foal like grin on her face, which Celestia took to mean she was excited by the prospect of a new Alicorn. “I most certainly did Tia. I do hope it’s a new Alicorn the only other one in existence is off in the Crystal Empire most likely giving my night a very naughty show.” Luna had just recently perfected modern equestrian which Celestia was immensely grateful for. “I do hope you give them some privacy or else she might just learn of some of your ‘activities’.” A predator like gaze shifted to Luna momentarily before the forever passive happy face everyone sees slipped back in place. Luna paled a bit at the threat. “Oh of course not, dear sister. I would never spy on the only other Alicorn in existence like that.” Luna stated with a very guilty grin on her face. Quickly trying to draw attention away from her extracurricular activities Luna intercepted her sister’s next sentence. “Maybe we should try and find where this wave of harmony originated? I am sure you would love to know what started it.” Luna knew her sister had an insatiable appetite for knowledge. At this Celestia’s face shifted into a small smile, this one not the passive mask that she wears eternally, but a genuine one that indicated she was indeed wondering where the wave had originated. “You didn’t happen to notice the direction it came from did you Luna?” At her sister’s denial Celestia continued. “Unfortunately neither did I.” It was late, by Celestia’s standards, she had set the sun about 2 hours ago and she would normally be in bed. Her headache, from the long and exasperating day, still hung to her and she just wanted to get some rest. “Luna I am exhausted. In my current state I don’t think I could help you find the source even if I tried. I will leave you to track the wave while I retire.” Without much time to argue Celestia dispelled the Soundproofing and turned to exit. Luna just stared into the space Celestia had occupied a moment ago pondering what her next move would be. The following morning Celestia found the headache she had to be completely gone and with the issue of the newest wave she was able to call off all meetings for the day and focus only on the task of finding the source of the wave. After convening with Luna on what she learned, which was nothing, Celestia knew that if anything she could find something in her private study. It was, after all, where she kept all of the information she had collected over her long life about harmony and its effects on the populace. Celestia knew that it wasn’t just Alicorns that could create a wave of harmony there was actually two other occurrences that she could think of off the top of her head. One had occurred 15 years ago when she had found Twilight. The wave she was able to pinpoint had come from two directions one from manehatten and one from right in Canterlot. The wave that started in Canterlot had been from Twilight herself when the Element of Magic had attuned itself to her and the other had been from the combined forces of the other elements attuning to their respective holder. The other occurrence had been when a Harmony Dragon had ascended into its magical state. That had been several thousand years ago though. They were even rarer than Alicorns; well the ones that ascended were at least. Celestia had found that most Harmony Dragons only ever chose a pony or griffon as their mate so while it might be a Harmony Dragon isn’t named one until it ascends which is why as of recently none had appeared. No dragons ever fell in love with a pony or griffon anymore. ‘Let’s see here’ Celestia thought to herself as she started pulling books from the shelf. ‘We have the book on dragons that I wrote 400 years ago. The Ascension of Alicorns, that one was by Starswirl. Ahh and here is the last one the Flow of Harmony. These three books should help me track down what caused the wave of harmony that passed over Equestria recently. No sooner did she let the books rest on her desktop, a green flame coalesced into a scroll before her face. Knowing this was too much to be a coincidence Celestia quickly unraveled the scroll and learned of what had occurred in Ponyville. As she read her pupils shrank to pinpricks. Grabbing a sheet of paper from off of her table she quickly scribbled a note to Twilight explaining what page to find the information on. She didn’t even care that it lacked the royal seal as she quickly sent the book and letter on the way. Nanoseconds later she was falling 2 feet from the air above Luna. “LUNA WAKE UP!!!” The volume just short of the Royal Canterlot Voice knocked, the still in shock, Alicorn from her bed. “I’m up!!!” Luna whimpered as she pulled herself from the floor “What could possibly be important enough to wake me from my slumber?” Celestia, with a knowing smile, answered in an excited tone. “Why a new Prince Harmony Dragon that’s what.” Luna’s jaw came oddly close to the floor. Unfortunately that was before her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she hit it herself.
4.Sweetie's Morning JogChapter 4: Sweetie’s Morning Jog We move back yet again this time to right after Sweetie and Spike awaken to find their changes. While Spike rushes off to the library where his “mom” is most likely waiting for him, Sweetie make a B-line straight for the Boutique. ‘Oh Rarity is going to be so mad with me. She told me a while ago to let her know where I was going to be if I didn’t come home for the night.’ Sweetie thought to herself as she ducked and dodged into shadows whenever anyone came into view. ‘Though I doubt me telling her that I was sleeping with Spike would end too well.’ Even though most of the adults hadn’t told her about the ‘facts of life’ she had figured it out, mostly from a book she picked up by accident when she was looking to get her cutie mark in nursing. She had since picked out a few statements that the older ponies would use while her and the other crusaders were around to talk about their love life. Namely when they said they slept over with Somepony else. She could tell when they meant the difference in a sleepover and well... Other activities. Thinking about that almost made her forget about her little wing problem, almost. ‘Now that I think about it does me having wings mean I am a princess now? Oh no. Am I going to have to move to Canterlot and stay at the palace. I don’t want to leave Spike or the Crusaders behind!’ Too wrapped up in her internal monologue she didn’t even notice as she walked headfirst into the door. Turning the handle on the door she walked in pondering why walking into the door didn’t hurt as bad as she would have thought or actually at all for that matter. “Big sis you home?” Normally when Rarity was home she would be sewing and Sweetie would hear the machine going from anywhere in the house. With the lack of sound Sweetie could only guess that Rarity wasn’t there. Walking through the house proved this fact she seemed to be out. Moving back to the front of the store she noticed a note on the front counter. Dear Sweetie, I can only hope its you reading this. Since you didn’t come home last night I got a Little worried and decided to go out and see if I could find you anywhere. Love Rarity ‘So she is out looking for me I better go see if I can find her.’ Sweetie thought to herself making her way back toward the door. Just before reaching it though she realized that going out again meant that she would most likely be seen and she really didn’t want anyone to know about her wings just yet. ‘I suppose I better get something to put over them so I won’t stand out. But what should I get, none of Rarity’s clothes fit me and even though she is always talking about me dressing up she has never made me anything. I suppose I could make myself a cloak. It couldn’t be any harder than the Crusader capes I made.’ She thought to herself as she made her way toward the roles of cloth. ‘Oh man if I use any of these roles Rarity will get so mad. The only one I can use is that dark gray cotton cloth but she put it way up top. WAIT! I wonder if my magic is any better usually I couldn’t even lift a cup of water but maybe its gotten a bit stronger.’ Green light suffused the room as Sweetie lit her horn. ‘Now wrap my magic around the roll of cloth and... Good, now to give it a strong tug.’ With one mighty pull of Sweetie’s “weak” magic the roll came loose. Unfortunately it wasn’t quite as weak as it used to be and the roll decided it wanted to try its hardest to embed itself in the wall across the store. “EEP!” Squeaked Sweetie as she lowered the magic output down to a fraction of the power. “Note to self. Magic is MUCH stronger than it used to be.” Slowly she was able to pull the fabric over to where her sister told her to work on her projects and with slow precise movements began to construct a cloak. Thirty minutes passed by in a flash and her cloak was finished. Normally it would have taken her hours to finish but thanks to her new aptitude at magic it went by quickly. Pulling the cloak over herself and holding it tight with her magic Sweetie began to inspect herself in on of the many mirrors her sister had scattered through the store. It wasn’t bad at all. Now that her magic had come in she could work a lot smoother and the cloak was near perfect compared to anything she had done before. It was long enough that it covered her wings and her new Cutie Mark. She had decided to hide it for now so she could show it off later, when there was less reason for everyone to freak out over her wings, which she still had no idea why had chosen now of all times to show up. “I wonder if someone in my family is related to the Princesses? Maybe that’s why I have wings now. But I didn’t think they had any kids. Aarghh, why must everything about this make no sense.” Exclaimed Sweetie as she trotted around the room preparing to head out to locate Rarity. “Well nothing I can do now.. I guess.” The door to the Boutique opened before Sweetie's new control over magic as she trotted over and through the door into the early morning hours. Since coming through town earlier that morning Ponyville had woken up a bit some of the store owners where out and about setting up for the day and a few ponies were making their way to work as well. No one even really paid much attention to the little filly they had all seen her running around off on one of her “crusades” at one point or another and having her running around with a cloak on her back really wasn't much to stop and stare at. Sweetie though had no idea where to start looking for her sister though she was able to narrow it down. She would be either at Twilight's library, Fluttershy's cottage or at one of her friends houses asking if they had seen her. The logical answer that poped into Sweeties head was to go to Twilight's, though not for the reason she was looking for. She was actually excited to see Spike again even though they had seen each other just a short time before and it was closer that the others. Much closer to tell the truth Fluttershy's was on the entire oposite side of town past the library, her two friends were even further with Sweet Apple Acres being about a mile further that fluttershy's, and well scootaloo lived with her adopted sister Rainbow Dash ever since it was found out she was living by herself in a old dilapidated building. So after a short trot through town Sweetie had reached her destination. The sign on the door that normally read open was oddly turned to closed. This was Sweeties first clue that Rarity was here. The second and biggest was she could see Rarity though the window, though that was more proof than a clue. Rarity had a look on her face that looked like she had lost something very important and Spike and Twilight was looking slightly crestfallen. Twilight seemed to ask Spike a question. Sweetie decided enough was enough and right as his mouth opened to answer Sweetie used her newfound magic to open the door though with a bit more force than she meant. 'Darn this is gonna take some getting use to' She thought to herself as she used a lighter touch to close the door. Turning back she looked into the eyes of her sister. Those eyes were very very upset.
5. Sweetie vs. Rarity (Unedited)Chapter 5:Sweetie vs. Rarity: Battle for Spike's Heart Rarity stood stock still staring at her sisters glowing horn. Her mind in shambles. Her sister, her sweet innocent little sister had JUST STOLEN HER PRINCE!!! Needless to say she wasn't really in her right mind. Her right eye twitched. Strands of her mane, which she spent hours every morning perfecting and arranging to make sure it was NEVER out of place, had small strands popping up in every direction. This all pointed to one simple fact. Rarity was about to have a breakdown. Twilight couldn't help but stare and ask herself if that was what she looked like when she went crazy. Spike and Sweetie on the other hand knew that was exactly it and slowly started backing away. “My wonderful little sister how good it is to see you this morning.” Rarity stated while slightly tilting her head to the side, a huge Cheshire like grin adorning her face. “You have some serious explaining to do my little sister.” Sweetie was just on the short side of freaking out herself. Twilight she could handle, she had seen her this way before. Namely during what everyone referred to as Lesson Zero. Her sister though had never snapped before she had always held the decorum of a refined noblemare. This was the exact reason Sweetie couldn't even form a coherent sentence. “Well.. sis... Spike.. and sad...lonely.. didn't want to hurt...” She trailed off getting quieter and quieter after each word till you could barely hear her squeaking out the last little bit. She had backed into a corner and even though her sister hadn't taken a single step it felt like she was being towered over and looked down on. “Rarity maybe you should calm down.” Interjected Spike noticing the discomfort on his newly acquired young loves face. “Take deep breaths, in and out in and out.” he stated trying to get Rarity to calm down with Twilight's preferred method whenever she felt “out of it”. The method worked, partially at least. Rarity did seem to calm down and the smile adorning her face vanished replaced instead by a large scowl. Sweetie by this point had retreated into the the corner of the room right beside the door. She knew her sister was a bit upset about something but really wasn't sure exactly sure of the reason why. Though she believed it had something to do with the cloth she had used to make the cloak she now wore. 'Maybe it would have been a smarter idea to use scraps that she was gonna throw away.' She pondered to herself while her big sister stared down at her with the disapproving scowl. “Um big sis if your mad that I used some of your fabric without asking I did use the cheap stuff you always have stuck in that big bin. Though if you really wanted me to I could maybe make something from the Scraps you were going to throw away.” Sweetie mumbled to her sister. Rarity while still upset noticed the cloak her sister now wore. Overall it wasn't a bad design, sure she could have added a bit more flair to the neck area maybe a little lace around the end. She almost got lost in Inspiration before she quickly pulled herself back and stared down even harder on her sister. She was upset. No upset was a bit of an understatement. She was a bit furious and yet even though she was she couldn't direct ALL of the rage purely at her sister... That didn't stop her from trying though. “No, my dear little sister,”Rarity spat, “This isn't about the fabric. I am proud that you thought to use the stuff that I can buy in bulk at almost no cost. It isn't even a bad design. But I digress, Its not about the cloak. NO! Its how you stole my PRINCE! HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN MINE!!!” Rarity stated slowly increasing in volume until she was shrieking out the last part. Twilight and Spike were staring slack jawed at the sudden outburst by the white mare. “What do you mean yours? Who are you talking about?” Sweetie asked with a look of genuine confusion on her face. She had not heard the part about Spike being royalty and as such couldn't understand what Rarity was so mad at her for. As far as she knew there wasn't anyone Rarity was seeing and she had made it clear last night that Spikes crush was plenty one sided. “Oh don't make out like you don't know. You knew spike liked me but you just had to show up and steal him from me.” Rarity hissed at her sister. Now Sweetie was utterly confused. “What do you mean I stole him from you? He told me last night that you told him he could never be with you.” Sweetie was by this point getting a little bit grumpy towards her sister as well and let it show in the later part of her sentence which didn't go unnoticed by Rarity and thus only fueled her rage to higher levels. “He very well could have had a chance with me If he would have just tried a bit harder. BUT YOU!!! had to step in and fill his heart before he got back on his feet. If you hadn't stepped in he would have gotten back up and tried harder and he would have gotten me.” Rage was billowing off Rarity as she ranted toward Sweetie Belle. Her mane had started to smolder a bit. But she wasn't the only one... Sweetie was nearly ready to slap her sister but held herself in check. Which was a good thing thanks to her new strength she would have put her through a wall. Twilight and Spike watched on in horror. Sweetie wasn't quite as out of it as Rarity was but even they could tell that the tension in the room was about to reach a breaking point. It was just a matter of who tipped first. Biting her lip to keep from letting slip a remark she really didn't want to Sweetie just stared at her smoking sister. She didn't want to let the remark out but it was right there on the tip of her tongue. Twilight was shaking her head no but Sweetie wasn't going to back down from this. It would either be her or her sister and she wasn't going to let Rarity win this stand off. Not with Spike on the line. Rarity opened her mouth to speak to deliver the final verbal slap right as Sweetie Spoke. “Your right he could have been yours he could have gone back to you. But he didn't he came to me. He finally saw your true colors and its not the pretty white princess wannabe that you project yourself to be.” Rarities eyes went to pinpricks. Her hair completely ignited. Twilight winced having never been on the outside of a unicorns rage burst. Rarity completely snapped. With all the might the fashionatta could put into her legs she lunged forgetting all magic or all self restraint she had ever been taught she charged. Horn down and ready to try and impale Sweetie. She closed the distance in just under a second. Twilight saw it coming and activated her horn to grab Rarity and restrain her but before she could Rarity just stopped. It was if Rarity had been frozen in time except for the fact her eyes were still moving. Which had widened to the size of dinner plates. Twilight sat stunned she had been trained from around Sweetie's age to react quickly and with as little charge up time as possible and she had been outpaced by Sweetie Belle. She was Flabbergasted and so was Rarity. Rarity looked down on her sister who had a large frown on her face with her horn glowing. Realizing what she was about to do the rage Rarity had been feeling broke and so did her composure. Tears fell as she started to sob. Not at the fact she had lost her prince but at the fact that she nearly attacked her sister for obtaining the one thing she herself had always wanted. The field holding her broke and Sweetie rushed to her sister. She knew the fight was over Rarity had given up and in doing so needed her to be there for her. Even if Rarity had been trying to hurt her sister Sweetie was still her sister. Sweetie would always stay by her side when it was needed. “I am so sorry Sweetie. Can you forgive me?” Sobbed Rarity. “Of coarse big sis. Even if the entire world turned against you your still my sister and I will always stay by your side... as long as spike can be there to?” She finished with a questioning tone. Rarity looked up with her tear stained face and couldn't deny her sister what she had found because of her own selfish words. “I would be honored to have spike be by your side as long as you stay by mine.” Rarity replied slowly kissing the top of her sister's head. “We're not interrupting anything are we?” Sweetie jumped a good 3 hooves in the air and shot behind the couch from the new voice that had popped up right behind her head. Looking around the couch corner it was her turn for her eyes to drop to pinpricks as both of the Royal Sisters stood in the center of the room. “NNOOO I DON WANNA BE A PRINCESS!!!!” Author's Note So who was looking forward to this chapter? And who was thinking I forgot about you all?
6. Royal Visit (FINISHED & Unedited)“NNOOOOOO I DON'T WANT TO BE A PRINCESS!!” Sweetie Belle shot up the stairs and into the bathroom of the library. Leaving a shocked group of ponies sitting there watching the stairs. “Twilight?” “Yes Princess?” “Do you have any idea what just happened?” “No Princess. I don't.” Rarity sat there with her mouth hanging open her eyes literally bugging out of her head before she whipped around and hit the floor in a deep bow. “Please forgive my sister Your Highness. I have no idea what came over her.” She pleaded with the Alicorn of the Sun. While expecting a reply from Princess Celestia, Rarity instead got a reply from Princess Luna. “He he. Normally I am the ones the ponies run away from as fast as they can. Personally I find it a little refreshing having it happen to my sister instead of me.” Celestia turned and gave Luna a flat stare. “What? Its true.” Giving a slight eye roll Celestia started climbing the stairs. “One moment everyone. I will go see what the trouble is and attempt to wrangle her back downstairs.” With the assurance given Celestia approached the bathroom door. Bringing her voice down low and with the most reassuring tone she could Celestia spoke through the door. “Sweetie Belle can I speak with you please?” Starting with a small whimper she got the OK to enter. Sweetie Belle was hidden in the shower with the curtain closed. Slowly Celestia approached the young filly and sat on the small rug just outside of the shower. “Sweetie Belle, why did you suddenly scream when you saw us?” Sweetie sat there chewing on her bottom lip slowly thinking of how she wanted to respond. Slowly she spoke, “I thought you were gonna take me to Canterlot to be a princess.” “Now Sweetie Belle I wouldn't take you and force you to be a princess. First of all I wouldn't do something like that without your permission and second I believe that you think just because Spike is going to be a prince soon you will to. I hate to put it this way but you wouldn't be a princess until you married him.” Sweetie looked up slightly confused before asking, “Wait Spike is going to be a prince?” Celestia looked at the small filly with confusion. “Well yes why else would you think you would be a princess? I mean unless your a member of the Noble Family you would have to be an Alicorn to be a princess and last time I checked you didn't have wings.” Sweetie stared at the ground with what Celestia thought was remorse until Sweetie Belle looked up. The look in her eyes displayed a range of emotions. The most prominent was anxiety while below that was fear and was that humor? Celestia couldn't understand why Sweetie Belle thought something about that was funny. Until Sweetie spoke next then she understood. “If I show you a secret will you keep it for a little bit?” Sweetie asked the Alicorn of the Sun. “Of coarse. Now how did that go... ah yes. Cross my heart and hope to fly, Stick a Cupcake in my eye... though to tell the truth I would rather eat it.” Celestia stated with a small giggle from both of them. “OK. You know how Spike is now all long and looks different?” Celestia nodded to the fillies question. “Well he wasn't the only one that looks a bit different after last night.” Celestia looked at the filly with a bit of confusion. She wasn't sure what Sweetie meant by that statement until Sweetie reached down and unbuttoned her cloak. As it slipped to the ground Celestia's eyes grew to dinner plate proportions... well for about 5 seconds before they slowly rolled into the back of her head and she fell over backward into a dead faint. Sweetie Belle quickly leaped out of the shower and began to poke Celestia trying to get her to wake up. “Princess? Hey Princess. Are you OK?” She asked still trying to wake her. Knowing that the Princess was out like a light she only had one option. Using her magic she turned on the shower and collected a ball of water about the size of an average ponies head and levitated it over the Princess. With a quick release the magic holding the ice cold water completely soaked Celestia, who bolted up screeching like she had been stabbed in the rump with a sewing needle. “Oh I just had the weirdest dream...”Celestia trailed off as she looked down at the young alicorn. “OK... so maybe it wasn't a dream. Might I ask when this occurred?” Sweetie Belle looked at her hooves while pawing at the ground timidly before answering. “It happened last night when I found Spike depressed about being turned down by my sister. I felt so bad that I wanted to cheer him up, so I sang him a song from deep in my heart.” Sweeties face started to glow red as she continued her story of what occurred the previous night. Celestia's face held what most would considered the best poker face in existence as she listened to the touching story all the while looking over the young alicorn. She made note of the Cutie Mark now adorning the young fillies flank and mentally started trying to decipher what the small bell and notes meant. “Your wondering what my Cutie Mark means don't you?” Celestia blinked. Maybe her poker face could use a little work. Though it hadn't failed her before so she was slightly confused as to how the young alicorn was able to figure her out. “Its emotions.” Celestia blinked at the answer the filly gave. “Princess Cadance is the Princess of Love, she has total control over all aspects of love. I on the other hoof can hear the emotions a pony is experiencing. Like now I can hear your emotions raging in your soul. You are scared by what a new Alicorn means, you are curious as to what I mean by hearing the emotions, your a little agitated that you can't get a word in edgewise, sorry by the way, and your if I am not mistaken a little excited that there is another alicorn.” Sweetie looked up into Celestia's face with a gaze that seemed to stretch through Celestia and into her very being. Personally it crept out Celestia a little bit but she kept her silence and motioned for Sweetie to continue her explanation. Sweeties eyes slowly focused back on Celestia and she continued on. “Now I told you I could HEAR emotions and that is exactly what I do. I always could but I wasn't able to put it into words or understand what the song meant.” “Now let me explain each pony's soul sings a song to the world, this song is unique for everypony but changed constantly with what the pony is currently feeling. The tempo and tune changes slightly whenever anypony's emotions change.” Sweetie blushed and ducked her head a little before continuing. “I still don't understand it all yet and can't do it reliably without focusing on the pony for a while but this is what I was able to sort it out since I woke up this morning and had to walk through town.” Sweetie finished with a nervous grin. Celestia stared down at the little filly in admiration. She had in the less than a days time gone through more than most ponies have in their lives, the exception being 6 ponies and 1 dragon currently living in this town and 2 alicorns other than herself living in Canterlot. This little filly had in less that 24 hours gotten her Cutie Mark, Ascended into Alicornhood, gotten a colt friend, and had learned how to use a part of her Alicorn domain. She also felt slightly sad at what she had to do. Looking down at the small filly she said one small sentence that would forever change Sweetie's life. “I am sorry my little princess.” Author's Note Finished this bad boy up. needs editing of coarse so if anyone is interested in editing it send me a message.
