Read: Okay okay. Yes this chapter is slow and my seem a little dry, I apologize.
Alright. This is my first fanfiction ever. SPECIAL THANKS: Spcial thanks goes to my new friend; YamiMarik19914.
Yami has been my Beta Reader for this story, has been the proof reader, spell checker, and plot-hole looker ater! Haha. Thanks Yami, I really appreciate it.
This fiction will be a love triangle between Fluttershy, Twilight and Rainbow Dash.
Dawn was fast approaching over Equestria, the roosters soon to break the eerie silence of night with their crows and coos to welcome the sun to rise again for the new day. The town of Ponyville still dark with scarcely any illumination other then the faint radiance of the full moon beaming down upon the small town. A large tree, which also functioned as the town library, stood erect and healthy. Faint shadows cast through the windows as the interior was brightly light. The silhouette of a young unicorn frantically pacing inside the brightly illuminated interior of the tree was cast just outside the window on the soft grass, still moist from the morning dew. The young mare shifted her vision to the window, seeming to have lost a sense of time in her hast to solve the current dilemma perplexing her thoughts.
" Oh Spike. It's been two days since I've last seen any of the girls." A voice rang out from across the room, shifting, pacing back and forth between the confines of the small abode. Restless and heavy with worry, the lavender pony stopping to glance over to the small purple dragon. The lavender pony stood straight, her long deep purple pastel mane falling behind her, the single light pink streak along the midpoint. Her flank adorned with a crimson star, surrounded by other stars, representing the twilight. The purple dragon turned quickly, protruding green scales along his spine quivered as he felt her gaze shift to him. The dragon glanced back, obviously concerned for the poor pony.
"Well Twi, we all took the Gala pretty badly. I have to say it wasn't the best night ever." The young dragon replied in an uneasy voice. He lowered his gaze to the floor, unable to shake the memories of that night. Spent alone at his favorite donut shop, drowning himself in donuts and coffee to console the anguish he felt for being abandoned by the ponies. His plans to spend time with his friends shot down as they all had other agendas to answer too understandably. But to be completely shoved to the side made him feel worse the more he thought of it, finding no reassurance in the fact that everyone else shared the experience of that night.
"I know Princess Celestia said that it was the best Gala ever. But we all took it so much harder." Twilight spoke, obviously mournful at the events that took place that night. Her snout curling into a frown as she thought about the events. Each pony took it hard some more than others. Poor Applejack wasn't able to sell any of her apples at the Gala; but the tan pony was able to take it with a grain of salt realizing that it was silly to sell "common" food to the indigenous ponies who were only offered the top tier of cuisine. Pinkie Pie was ecstatic and so enthusiastic to go to the biggest party of the year. She was so set on making sure it was the best ever; she found that her version of energetic party differs from the "prestigious" parties held at the Gala. Pinkie Pie took it better out of the entire group, apparently not fazed by the events. Rarity was forced to discover that her dream colt The Prince was nothing more than a pompous ass who was too distracted from his own vanity to realize her. She took it as a large strike to her ego. However the two that took it the worst were the two Pegasus ponies. Rainbow Dash was unable to get the attention from her idols the Wonder Bolts. Regardless of her futile attempts to gain their attention. Rainbow Dash took it hard with the mindset that they had no interest in her, feeling self-doubt. And Fluttershy, poor little Fluttershy. Her sweet and timid appearance broken into a furious and enraged expression. It was almost frightening. And the loud high pitched yell commanding the creatures to love her, a sight that could bring one to tears. Twilight Sparkle had never seen her friend like that before. Both Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were unable to recover from the Gala. Rainbow Dash's pride heavily damaged and Fluttershy's emotional state unstable.
Twilight's gaze had dropped to the floor as she reflected on the events, a frown curling across her muzzle as she thought of Fluttershy's reaction after the Gala, holding back tears as she went to her cottage, and Rainbow Dash speeding off to her own abode. She knew she had to take action to lift the spirits of her friends; but the realization that she wasn't able to held her back.
"Twilight!" The purple dragon called out from behind a pile of books, a stack in his possession.
"Huh? What?" She responded with haste, as she quickly snapped back to reality and looked around in a daze. Spike only sighed as he made his way to the bookcase, reorganizing the books left scattered about.
"Twi, I said are you okay? You seem out of it." The young scribe said without lifting his gaze from his task as he continued to organize.
"I'm perfectly fine... I just need some air." Twilight said, a false smile appearing over her snout. The unicorn turned to the window sighing as her void gaze slipped off into the endless landscape. "What will I do...?" The lavender unicorn racked her thoughts for a solution. Twilight sighed, looking over to her young Scribe. Spike began to upchuck before unleashing a large belch, expelling fire in a green pastel. The fire swirled about and condensed into a letter neatly tied with a red ribbon. Twilight looked at the message for an extended period of time, attempting to figure out what Princess Celestia could possibly want with her at the moment.
"Spike" Twilight Sparkle started in a decreasingly monotone voice calling to her young dragon. She posed herself upright, a soft hearted smile appear over her muzzle, this time without a hint of falsehood. She turned to the young scribe dragon only to see him frantically work to restore the library to its former glory, leaving the message to Twilight as it levitated to her line of sight using her magic. Her constant searching, pacing and overall worry with the situation had caused her to obliterate the library. Now placing the burden of restoration on the baby dragon, overworked and exhausted as it was from assisting her the previous night.
"What's the message say Twi?" Spike finally responded after putting away various books and various shelves. As he scampered back to her side to view the message sent by Princess Celestia.
"My dearest pupil Twilight. I have not forgotten the events at the Gala. While I still believe it was an interesting night, as I understand it you and your friends haven't taken away the same from that night. As a consolation to you and your friends, I have acquired tickets for you all to attend the Annual Games. I am sure you and your friends will take a much better experience away from this." Twilight read the letter aloud blatantly, half focusing on what the content meant. She knew Celestia was aware that they didn't expect things to go well, but not that she was able to tell that everyone had taken it so hard. Twilight collected the seven tickets that appeared in a separate dragon-fire. They were almost as glamorous and decorated as the Gala tickets, but had a more common feel to them, where as the Gala tickets seemed so vibrant and alive in ones hoof.
"Do you think it'll work?" The small dragon asked with a tone of apprehension in the question. The unicorn only glance at her small scribe, sharing in the uneasy feeling. The last event was so horrible, she wasn't sure if she dared risked another in such a short amount of time. The girls were likely to outright decline another venture out into public festivities.
Manehatten was the location of the Games. A large city and the center of attention for anyone big enough to be able to make it in the city. Manehatten was the cutting edge of everything. From fashion, technology, ideas and anything in between. Twilight had never actually gone to the city herself but from what she had gathered previously from the others it was a sight to behold, many going more than once. AJ being more than happy to share her experiences there with the group; from what Twilight heard it was almost like Canterlot in many aspects. The chariots, the large towering buildings, the shiny windows and clear skyline. Everything so pristine and organized.
"No! I owe it to the girls to at least try and make them feel better. Besides it can't be any worse than the Gala. This can be like a small get away, just what we need!" Twilight forced her hoof down on the brimstone of the ground, taking a sturdy stance as her expression transformed from uneasy to resolute. The unicorn was certain that this event was going to be a turning point and would be something to reflect on as a great time.
"Spike, take a message." Twilight ordered, still feeling strongly that she was obligated to help her friends. Though the separate disastrous events were not her fault, she couldn't help but feel sympathetic to everyponies results. The young dragon was quick to obey and held a quill and parchment in hand. Spike dipped the quill in the inkwell, looking over his shoulder to Twilight awaiting the message.
Twilight instructed Spike to write out invitations for everypony. Each having its small alteration to the normal message generalized in each. Spike understood his task and began on each individual invitation the The Games. Conveniently each pony could be tempted into attending with Twilight for similar reasons at the Gala. The games held wealthy spectators but not the pompous asses in Canterlot. Applejack would be able to set up another concessions stand in competition with locals. Rarity had family in Manehatten and fashion shows, shops and events were constantly being held. The shops always open and the designers everywhere. A Fashionista dream. The games had amazing pre and post festivities held in the streets. Pinkie Pie would be sure to get her fill. The Wonder Bolts were also in the games, every day, three times a day during the beginning, half times and endings. Doing at least thirty minute shows for everypony. And Fluttershy, soft, loving Fluttershy would be able to find comfort in a National Park Reserve not far from the stadium and hotels, a place she had visited once before.
Twilight felt a confident smirk creep over her lips as she thought about the days to come, and that it would be fun filled and just the things they all needed to lift there deflated spirits. Twilight left Spike to his task, as she gazed upon an unholy site.
The floor was amassed with literature, the bed unkempt from constant attempts at sleep. Twilight's beaming smile of joy ceased to a moderate frown as she realized how much of a disaster her own abode had become. Twilight let out a content sigh, still marveling in Princes Celestia's decision to fix their broken spirits. She trotted off to the largest pile of books that required organizing, her horn aglow with magic as the books levitated, her eyes scanning and reorganizing them mid-air. Once she had completed that, she found the appropriate shelves and tucked the massive amounts of books away.
Twilight Sparkle quickly reorganized the books in their proper place and tidied up the house to her liking. All the while contemplating her plan and making adjustments in her head. She grazed over a news paper as she was finishing up to make sure the event was real, and not something she'd only hoped for. She quickly made a check list to be prepared in her head. Manehatten wasn't far from the ocean, meaning a beach. Between the accommodations to be worked out, The Games in its self. And each little thing everypony would want to do, the week ahead was going to be a long one. Instead of one night, this would be spread out across at least a week, or more depending on if The Games will be the only event they partake in. It was sure to be an interesting time.
Once complete, the purple unicorn trotted off to wake the drowsy dragon. "Are they finished?" The unicorn anxiously inquired, poking over to see Spikes progress, a smile beaming on her snout. Spike sighed as he dotted the last invitation with punctuation and neatly wrapped it in a purple ribbon, this symbolizing that it was for Rarity. Spike laid out the five invitations on the desk for Twilight to judge. She examined them closely as though it were to go to Princess Celestia herself. Nodding in approval.
"Thank you Spike, these look perfect. You're such a helpful assistant." Twilight beamed, kissing the small dragon on the top of the head, as she gathered the scrolls into a basket. Spike sat frozen in his seat, a slight crimson radiating from his cheeks, the scales the only concealment available. Spike felt warmer inside, like his dragon breath light up, whenever Twilight Sparkle praised him on his deeds, and even more so when she herself was happy. Spike nodded shortly after awaking from his imagination, which mostly consisted of Twilight and the other ponies idolizing and praising him for things he had accomplished.
"Spike, I need you to run these invitations to each of the girls for me, pleeeeeease?" The unicorn pleaded, wide eyes glistening and hopeful. The young dragon dropped his head in defeat at the pleading, there was obviously no winning here. "Um, yeah sure Twilight. But it's an awfully long way for each pony. " Spike responded, attempting to sound fatigued to the point of expiration.
"Oh alright Spike. I'll do it. And I suppose I'll just have to go to Rarity's all by myself, while she's probably still wearing her night gown, feeling so lonely. And she'll probably want to design us dresses for the occasion immediately. Meaning she'll need help, just the two of us..." The unicorn said in a slightly bragging tone as she made dramatic moments imitating Rarity's reactions. Spikes eyes immediately widened and a grin across his face.
"Actually Twilight, I think I should do it. You're probably tired from being up so long. And what kind of assistant would I be if I couldn't do this small task?" Spike responded, eagerly taking the basket from Twilights levitating magic, speeding off out the door. Twilight smirked and giggled lightly at the young dragons love stuck heart. "Oh Spike..." She said softly, returning to the library's second story to her bed.
Twilight Sparkle glanced out her window, gazing at the moon and the partially scattered clouds. With Spike gone, she had a moment alone with her thoughts. "Oh Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy. You girls took it so hard. I really hope this makes you feel better." Twilight sighed deeply, closing her eyes to avoid the bleak appearance of the horizon. Twilight felt oddly better thinking about Fluttershy as she previously was. Happy, content though timid and weary. Twilight was comforted by past fond memories of the shy yellow filly, who's flowing pink mane and adorable cutie mark on her flank was easily recognizable. However the poor yellow filly's problems began when the creatures of the garden shy away from her. She mistook the apprehension as loathing. Fluttershy just wanted to be accepted and loved by all the creatures, since they were probably easier to get along with than most ponies were. Twilight huffed out, feeling a stoke of sorrow grip at her heart, recalling the outburst Fluttershy made when chasing down the animals. She had never seen Fluttershy like that. And she never wanted her to feel alone again. Twilight shook off the feelings of sorrow she felt for her close friend as nothing more than a peg of sadness that her friend was upset, and nothing more.
Then there was the other beloved friend of Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash. The light sky blue Pegasus, faster then anypony in all of Equestria; and the young filly prided herself on the fact. To see this ever so cocky, proud and self-absorbed pony humbled by such a small event was truly sad. Twilight felt the a similar sorrow for her, however this came off as sympathy, unlike the other strange emotion coming from thoughts of the young pale yellow pony. It was a discouraging site to see the bravest hearted pony she knew to be reduced to self pity and wallowing in her own guilt, blaming herself for the night's events. The unicorn took shifts between thoughts of the young blue filly, and the pale yellow filly. She quickly resolved both as fortification to make this night one to remember!
The purple unicorn slowly opened her eyelids, gazing back out to the bleak of the dawn, steal reaming from the thoughts. She quickly dismissed them from her mind as she focused on more pressing matters; the matter of The Games. An event such as this required proper organization and planning for all the events! Twilight trotted down to the podium to begin her work. First by witting a proper letter of thanks to Princess Celestia for her consideration and kindness. She then proceeded to create a check list of all items required for the trip. Both personal and otherwise. Not to mention the contacts to be made to the hotels and the Games. All these thoughts ran through Twilight's mind, buzzing and racing around occupying her time, though she found herself occasionally glancing to the window, staring at the moon as it receded on the horizon, softly illuminating a flock of butterflies as they wafted by the window. She couldn't help feel a strange peg of pain once more.
Well! Twilight sure has high hopes for this trip. But she seems to be quite oblivous to her own feelings.
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