Full Metal Pony: The Re-Write

It was the middle of the night and I kept feeling like something was off. There was a *THUMP* noise downstairs, and I immediately assumed it was a burglar, or worse, so I grabbed my sword and tried to tiptoe down the stairs, albeit unsuccessfully, as my metal leg kept making its

signature wood-meets-metal noise. Despite that, whoever was downstairs was unaware of my presence, and I managed to get to the bottom of the stairs without being detected, I guess would be the most accurate word. When I actually reached the ground floor, I started to hear snoring coming from the kitchen.

The hell!? What kind of burglar breaks into a house just to sleep? And in a kitchen at that! Wow, this pony must be a dumbass.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts before I slowly entered the kitchen, drawing my sword. The snoring was getting louder the closer I got to the fridge. But what I saw was no burglar. My jaw almost hit the floor. The only person I knew that made a pony that looked like the one

sleeping on the floor was Damian, and he was dead. But there was his OC, Shooting Star, sleeping in front of the fridge. I dropped my sword in shock, and the *THUMP* when the sword hit the ground caused the little guy to stir. Eventually his eyelids slowly opened, and upon seeing the ‘freaky’ pony with the metal leg, he started to backpedal away from me with fear in his eyes, saying “Who are you? Where is Twilight?”

I still couldn’t believe it. It really was Shooting Star. He was exactly as Damian had drawn him, except for one thing. He didn’t have his cutie mark. I went out on a limb (pardon the pun), and tried talking with him.

“Damian? Is that you?” The little colt just cocked an eyebrow at me.

“Who is Damian, you dummy? And tell me where Twilight is now!’ He said angrily.

“Ok then, Shooting Star, Twilight is a-”

“H-h-how do you know my name?” He asked fearfully

I let out a sad smile. “A friend of mine who died a long time ago made up a character he called Shooting Star, and you look just like him.”

“You’re lying! Who are you?” He said, his little wings flaring up. I was confused as to why he did not try and use his magic, so I decided to ask him about it.

“I’m not lying. And my name is Stephen. And now I have a question for you Star.”

“Well, ask it already so I can have you apprehended.” He said.

“Why don’t you use magic?”

“I am still learning it, you moron.”

“Is that so? So you didn’t go through the whole rearranging the stars thing when you tried making them look like Sweetie Belle’s face so you could show her how much you loved her?” I asked

“Who is Sweetie Belle?” He asked. My jaw dropped.

“Ok, you cannot be serious!”

“I have only been in Ponyville a few days, and you are breaking in this house.” He said

“Sure, and I’m a griffon!” I retorted. Immature, I know, but I was pissed off at discovering this kid didn’t even know the filly he would fall in love with.

“I only came here a few days ago to start learning magic, but I can still do this!” He said, bucking me somewhere that is self explanatory.

“*GRUNT* Ok, that settles it. You are definitely just like Damian. Right down to the dead-eye accuracy.” I said, placing my forehooves protectively over my groin.

“Now leave you dummy or else I will do it again but harder” He said.

“You will do what again, little colt? Who are you and why have you attacked my guest!”

Star turned to see Twilight coming down the stairs, and she did not look happy. “Twilight, there you are! Why are you acting like you don’t know me?”

“Because I don’t. Who are you, and why did you attack Stephen!?”

“I-it’s me, Shooting Star! I came here so you could teach me magic. My mommy sent me.” Star said sounding a little hurt, and I started to feel a pain in my heart.

“Really? And just who is your mother?”

“Princess Celestia, that’s who!” Star said with pride, ignoring the jaw that hit the floor.

“That, that’s impossible. Princess Celestia never had any children!”

“Twilight...” I started.

“And even if she did, I would know about it!”

“Well, yes she did or else I would not be born.” Star said. Subsequently a letter came from Princess Celestia.

The Letter Read As Such

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My Faithful Student,

I have received a letter from one of many parallel versions of Equestria that exist, just before it fell into darkness. The reasons for this are unknown, but I do know that my counterpart from that world had a son, Prince Shooting Star. She could not save her world, but she did manage to send him to ours, hoping that even if one pony from her world remained, that there would be a

chance of saving it someday. Sadly, from what I have researched, this is not the case. Her Equestria is forever lost. I know this is a lot to ask of you since Stephen arrived, but I want you to look after Shooting Star for me.Teach him how to control magic like the Twilight from that world was meant to, and Stephen, please protect him as well. If you feel it necessary, you have my permission to teach him anything you can about wielding a sword.

Now I must warn you he did have what he believed were just dreams but they were actually memories of a past life of his, one where he was friends with Stephen, before he took his own life and ended up in his Equestria. I promised I would act as his mother and everypony in Equestria now knows that I have a child, after a spell I was able to put on everypony. Cadance and Luna

will be acting as if he is my child and the other element bearers think that he is my son, but I know that it did not work on you, as the element of magic protects you from mind-altering spells, so I must ask that you do this for me.I have constructed a room to look like the ones he had in his Equestria at the castle and at the library.

Yours Truly, Princess Celestia

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“Twilight is that a letter from my mommy? Is it, well is it?” Star asked bouncing a little, while I went into shock. It really was Damian. He was somehow reborn as his OC. I couldn’t fight the urge and I scooped him up in a massive bear-hug.

“HEY, PUT ME DOWN!” Star shouted

“Damian dude, you have no idea how much I missed you!”

“I don’t know who Damian is! Put me down!” Star was saying

Twilight placed a hoof on my shoulder and stared at me sternly, whispering “Stephen, please, put him down. No matter how much you wish it, he’s not Damian, not the one you knew anyway. Unless he starts to really remember who he was, he won’t remember who you are. I’m sorry.”

“Wait Twilight does that letter mean that this is him though, he was one of my best friends!” I asked hopefully.

“Yes, he was, but he won’t be him unless he remembers his past and accepts it.” I nodded slowly and released Star, who was pouting a little.

“Twwwwiiiillliiiggggghhhttt, who was that letter from?” Star asked whining a little to get our attention.

“It was from your, mother, Star. She was just reminding me that I was to teach you magic, that’s all. Oh, and Stephen will be teaching you how to handle a sword, though you’ll only be using wooden ones. I don’t want what happened to him to happen to you.”

“Uggggg, studying is booorrriiinnnggg.” Star said in the kind of whiny bitch voice you’d expect from a spoilt little rich girl, and the whole time I was thinking,

Wow he acts like Damian did at that age, right down to the voice. It’s scary.

“Hey, do you think learning how to use swords will be boring?” I asked him.

“I don’t know, but studying is BORING.” Star stated.

“I hear ya. Back home, when I wasn’t interested in something, I wouldn’t pay any attention to it. Kinda got me in trouble when I didn’t do well in school. It’s also the reason I have this.” I waved my metallic foreleg in front of him.

“Ok now back to bed with you Star, me and Stephen need to talk.” Twilight said in an authoritative manner.

“Awww, fine.” Star said walking back to his room which had just magically appeared

“Star...” I said, just loud enough for him to hear.

“What is it?” He asked shouting back

“Um, do me a favour, when you see a maroon pegasus with a knife strapped to his side tomorrow, tell him that there’s pie if he helps you with training too.” I said.

“Ok, now let me go to sleep!” Star shouted back shutting his bedroom door.

“*SIGH* I couldn’t tell him. I wanted to say that I was glad to see him, but like a coward, I backed out at the last second.” I sighed.

“Why is Damian such a good friend to you? He seems a little whiny.” Twilight asked. I snorted, a little angry at the insult to Damian.

“Don’t talk about him like that. After what his dad put him and his mom through, it’s a miracle he can even socialise in at all!” I half-shouted.

“Well he does seem a little whiny, but why did he take his own life?” Twilight asked me seriously.

“His father physically and emotionally abused him and his mother.” I said simply. She looked shocked for a second, but she quickly regained her composure and faced me with a slightly angry face.

“What? How is that-I mean, why would they-Well, he does not seem to remember any of that, but the letter did say he was having what he thinks are nightmares but are really memories from his past life.” Twilight stated.

“Yeah.”

“But seriously why is he so whiny? Please tell me, why was he like that at that age?” Twilight asked.

“Not all the time, only around me and Chris. He couldn’t talk to anyone about it because he was too scared that his dad would find out, but he knew we’d never tell anyone unless he wanted us to. He would just cry and ask us why his dad hated him, and he’d whine about all the horrible things his dad did to him. All things considered, ” I said a little pissed at her insulting him

“Yeah, I guess I understand why then. So you two were close friends, I take it.” Twilight asked, but after a few seconds, a letter came saying to her that Celestia, Luna, Cadance & Shining Armor would be coming to Ponyville to see Star and Twilight.

“Hey, Twi, what was your relationship with your brother like?

“Woah, where did that one come from?” She asked, a little surprised.

“Sorry, but I just thought I’d ask so I could try and figure out if the relationship with my own sister could be considered normal.”

“We were always close, he is my BBBFF.” Twilight said a little giddy.

“BBBFF?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Best big brother friend forever.” Twilight said. Twilight and I didn’t even notice Star sneaking back into the kitchen, trying to get to the cookie jar until he knocked it over, shattering it and scattering cookies all across the floor. Twilight looked furious, but I was amused.

“Same old Damian. He did that a lot when we were kids too.” I chuckled.

“ STAR WHAT WERE YOU DOING AND WHY ARE YOU NOT IN BED!? ” Twilight was yelling at him, making him cower a little.

“Twilight, calm down, he just wanted a cookie.” I levitated a cookie over to Star, who grabbed it in a hoof and shoved the whole thing in his mouth in one go before mumbling a full-mouthed apology.

“Sowwy, I wahas twying to gwahb a cookie.” Star said with a mouth full of chocolate chip cookie, making both Twi and I chuckle a bit.

“Fine, now go on and get some sleep Star. I’m gonna be heading off myself. G’night Twi.” I gave her a lazy wave with my mechanical foreleg before heading up the stairs to bed.

“Aww, do I have to?” Star asked.

Twilight just gave him a stern stare that screamed ‘Get your flank to bed or I will send you to the moon’, and he shot off like a rocket. A few minutes later, the only sounds to be heard were the light snores coming from the four of us, Star, Twilight, Spike and I, in our respective beds...