Runaway

Nisha woke on a soft bed in an unfamiliar place. The walls were painted a baby blue colour and the shirting boards, flooring & furniture were made out of some sort of medium brown wood. She looked at her wings to see that they were, thankfully, still wrapped up in her now ruddy red blanket. I guess all that dust & dirt from my trip has faded my blanket’s colour. She climbed out of the bed, tightened the knot in her blanket and left the room. The hallway was simple with no decorations other than a window at one end. She also noticed it connected to four rooms including the bedroom she had found herself in. She walked down the stairway to find herself in a living/dining room with a dividing wall to a kitchen. Like the hallway, the living/dining room had a wooden floor and painted white walls. The couch and matching armchair were made of white cloth and a wooden frame. The dining table & side table looked like they came in a matching set, both made of the same wood as everything else in the room including the dining chairs which had white cushions on them. Well whoever brought me here cares about their house. With that thought Nisha moved to the kitchen where to ponies where cooking breakfast. I’m guessing these are the house owners and the ponies that brought me here. They appeared to be soda, soft drink ponies. One of them turned around to face her showing her that she was a blue eyed unicorn.

“Hey sis, look who just got up!” the blue eyed unicorn nudged the other pony. “I’m Diet Cola what’s your name.”

Nisha looked down making her mane cover her face and eyes. Nopony had asked what her name was since she met Moonlight, and Moonlight only asked because she hid her horn and eyes so not to be identified straight way. The question felt unusual but in a good way, after all if they knew who she was they won’t try to take her back to New Hoofland as they wouldn’t have even heard of the country. Out of the corner of her eye Nisha saw that the other pony had turned around, showing her green eyes and unicorn horn, clearly waiting for an answer just like her sister was.

Nisha took in a deep breath and hoped they haven’t heard of her, “I’m Nisha, I assume you two are the reason I woke up in a bed instead of on the pathway?”

The green eyed unicorn laughed, “Yep, and I’m Soda Pop by the way.”

The three of them laughed and Diet Cola began to untie Nisha’s blanket, showing that her aura was blue &, like all pure blooded soft drink ponies, bubbly, “Do you want me to wash this for you?”

In shock Nisha grabbed, tied up her blanket and tried to speak calmly despite feeling panicked, “No thanks, I’ll wash it myself later.”

Diet Cola flushed as she realised that she made her guest uncomfortable, “Ok, sorry about that.”

Seeing that Diet Cola was just as embarrassed about the blanket, Nisha told her, “It’s ok. I’d just rather do it myself.” She thought for a moment, “I can show you guys my cutie mark if you want. Off memory it’s a white shotting star.”

Nisha used her magic to move the blanket just high enough to show her cutie mark making Soda Pop gasp, “When I saw your eyes I thought you were blind.”

She covered her mouth with her hooves and both Diet Cola and Nisha looked at her. Diet Cola’s was a look of anger and Nisha’s was one of confusion. OK, now I know how Moonflower feels when ponies act like she’s deaf, Nisha thought.

“You’re actually the first pony I know who thought I was blind,” Nisha trotted over towards the worried mare, letting the blanket fall back over her flank. “But then again, most ponies in this country that have my eye type probably are blind.”

The two soft drink ponies looked at Nisha in shock, why hadn’t Soda Pop’s comment make her mad? Soda Pop decided it was because of their hospitality but Diet Cola thought there was more to it than kindness although she shock it off quickly.

“Sorry about my sister, she tends to act first and think latter so you’re not the only pony she accidently offended,” Diet Cola replied.

Nisha smiled, “She didn’t offend me Diet Cola, besides you two brought me into your home if anything I’m overstaying my welcome.”

“Nonsense, we found you passed out at the edge of town,” Diet Cola waved a hoof dismissingly. “You were clearly tried.”

“How come when Diet Cola asked you if you wanted to wash your blanket you seemed more offended than when I said that I thought you were blind?” Soda Pop instantly covered her mouth again.

She must do that whenever she speaks without thinking Nisha sighed, “I wasn’t offended by your sister’s offer either, I just *sigh* sorry, I don’t think I don’t feel ready to tell you yet.”

Nisha left the room with her head down so not to be questioned anymore. She walked towards the couch and sat down in front of it for personal reasons. A hoof fell onto her shoulder. Nisha looked up at the blue eyed mare.

“We can keep your secret,” Her voice was soft and gentle. “I Pinkie Promise.”

“What's a Pinkie Promise?”

“It’s a promise that can never be broken. Its named after the element of laughter.”

Nisha tightened her blanket’s knot as a sigh escaped her lips yet again, “I’m sorry but I’d rather tell you & your sister at the same time if at all.”

A comforting smile spread across the unicorn’s lips, “I completely understand.”

That brought a smile to Nisha’s face as the two of them hugged. Soda Pop walked in, levitating breakfast in her bubbly green aura. Diet Cola got up and took a few steps forward, but was stopped by Nisha’s hoof on her shoulder. She turned around to see a soft smile look on Nisha’s face.

“Thank you, and your sister for looking after me.”

Diet Cola blushed and bubbled a little bit more, “Your welcome... We’re twins by the way.”

They sat down at the dinner table and got to know each other. By the end of the meal Nisha had learnt learned that, Diet Cola & Soda Pop were orphan’s; they had been born & raised in Fillydelphia; they were both single; they had different personalities to each other; they were adopted by an earth pony & a unicorn; their adoptive parents were both female; they were turned into a can of coke & a bottle of diet coke on Discord’s return; and that Diet Cola was a bit of a bookworm. What Soda Pop & Diet Cola discovered about Nisha was that, one of her best friends was a pegasus called Moonlight Snowflake; Wish was her youngest and closest sister; She came from a country called New Hoofland; and that she was slightly more powerful than the average Equestrian unicorn. They both gasped in shock.

“If you’ve got more power than the average unicorn then what’s your special talent?” Soda Pop was more surprized than shocked. "I assumed you were a stargazer"

“It’s making shooting stars appear, but I can only make them visible from a certain distance away and I stopped after Luna’s return,” Nisha explained. “After Luna’s return I stopped making them appear as they distracted ponies from the pure beauty of Luna’s night. No offence to Celestia but Luna’s night is so much more beautiful than Celestia’s.”

“Well duh,” Soda Pop still couldn’t see the confusion on her sister’s face. “Luna’s special talent is bringing forth the night. If Luna raised the sun, the day won’t be as beautiful and Celestia’s day, so why not Celestia’s night?”

Diet Cola leaned across the table, “I thought that shotting stars require a large amount of magic.”

Nisha blushed as she rubbed the back of her neck, “Where I come from my power levels are considered to be high as the magical capabilities of New Hooflanders aren't as high as Equestrians.”

They both leaned back into their sits and Diet Cola spoke to her sister, “So, do you want me to do the dishes this time?”