Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

The week without Grima, apart from the incidents in Ponyville was some of the happiest experiences of Dr Jekyll’s life, he spent his days in constant harmony with Octavia, he spent all those days with her, though still secretly inside the house. They talked and laughed together with Poole bringing them food and drink and anything else they desired, Jekyll postponed his meetings so that he could spend his days with Octavia. Poole smiled at the young doctor, pleased thoroughly by the improvement in both health and attitude of Doctor Jekyll, his hair was no longer pale but rich in colour once again and he no longer locked himself in his room and amused himself with his own solitude, he was playing and socialising with Octavia. Poole even brought Octavia her cello so that she could entertain the too, while of course letting Poole and Jekyll have a try with hilarious results. Life for the first time in a while for the three seemed perfect; Jekyll had left his chemical vials alone, no longer feeling the need to become Hyde to feed his pleasures. However a grey earth pony was about to change all that, and would once again cause Jekyll’s life to tumble out of control.

After the week of paradise had finished Poole rushed upstairs pounding on the bedroom door as hard as he could, Jekyll and Octavia who were peacefully slumbering in bed were suddenly awoken by the savage knocking.

“Poole…What is it…Its only 8 o clock.”

Poole’s voice was now heard through the door.

“It’s urgent sit, that swine Grima sir is trying to see you sir, he want you to meet him sir at the hospital sir, he has just been taken out sir.”

Jekyll and Octavia looked at each other worried, Jekyll turned slowly to face Poole again.

“Does it say what for?”

Poole shook his head sadly.

“No…not at all.” Jekyll looked at his fiancé and gave her a quickly nuzzle before going into the bath room to clean himself, Octavia looked worried at Poole and got out of bed as well, heading downstairs to the servants bathroom, the one which Poole used. Poole sighed at the two lovers and descended downstairs where he waited carefully at the door of the household.

Jekyll worried as the water poured all over his body. Horrible thoughts flooded his head as he washed, he considered what Grima wanted with a troubled mind.

What did Grima want….Was he going to brag to him that he was about to tell his secret to all of Equestria and make him beg like an animal for mercy? Maybe it was just a subject of business.

Jekyll did not bother with the shampoo and barely dried himself as he quickly trotted downstairs, he saw Octavia with her bow tie holding the comb while Poole held the clothes under his hoof. Octavia slowly combed his head, careful to make it perfect as if this was going to be the last time Jekyll would be seen alive, Poole then carefully placed the hat on Jekyll as if crowning him with a crown of thorns. Octavia then carefully did the front of him then his back and Poole then threw his clothes atop him and did them up carefully. Jekyll was now fully dressed and he looked at his two favourite ponies in the world, he gave both of them and loving nuzzle and then gave Octavia a loving lick, slowly on her cheek.

“No matter how it comes out Dr Jekyll sir….I will never stop serving you…..”

Jekyll smiled lovingly at the loyalty of Poole and bowed to him in a refusal of roles. Octavia licked him back on the cheek slowly.

“Grima can do whatever he wants with you…you will still be the Jekyll I know and love, poor or rich, beautiful or ugly….You are the stallion I want to be with for the rest of my life.”

Jekyll smiled, and a lonely tear trickled down his eyes at the beauty of Octavia and in the poetry of what she had said, he nodded honourably and trotted to his fate with a honourably heart.