Well… I decided to answer some of your reviews… As a reminder, none of the characters belong to me, except for my shadow ponies. Same for music.
MLPLover: You should type the next chapter(s). Wanna know why? CAUSE WE'RE FREAKIN' DEAD!
Haha, I finished the next chapter before you wrote that. About that… I wasn't really in a writing mood in August, more of a reading. Sorry guys, I finally got around to this on Monday. Lol. I just postponed this chapter a lot, since I didn't really like the middle.
Snowfrost: I fell off my bed laughing at the breakfast part. Poor pinkie… BAD SHADOW PONIES! Anyway, love the chapters, I look forward to more, and have a GREAT birthday! Ahem. *royal Canterlot voice* BECAUSE THOU MAKES SUCH WONDERFUL CHAPTERS, WE SHALL GIVE THEE A WISH OPAN A STAR BY THE POWERS VESTED IN US BY QUEEN LUNA! MAKE A WISE WISH AND ENJOY THOUS BIRTHDAY TO THE FULLEST!
The breakfast part was my favorite part too! Aren't the shadow ponies awesome? :D I didn't really had a great birthday since I went to Yellowstone. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a fan of vacations, I'm more of a homie. Are you secretly Luna? :P (My wish, however, is coming true. Must stay a secret for it to continue.)
To both MLPLover and Snowfrost review on how similar this is to Bride Of Discord
Finally… Someone noticed. After nearly a year, Snowfrost is the first. *Face Palm* I couldn't picture the story beginning in a different way, and I was a fan of DisneyFanfatic2364's story last year. She inspired me this story. Hint, hint: only difference? My ending and it has a bit of Cinderella. No spoilers. Some ideas may be inspired by other authors, but I mostly try to be original. However, I will die if the author herself read this and asked me the same question! (X.X) Well then, congratulations on finding the "easter eggs!"
Guest: I wonder what the glowing diamonds and crystals mean.
Haha, me too! Oh wait- I'm the author, I know what it means. :3
That's all for now! Oh, a tiny spoiler alert helpful information: in the first part, the intonations is what's in the letter, the one with normal text is what's happening either during the writing or beforehand.
Dear Precious Friends (and sibling),
I know it's been, what, three weeks since I last saw some of you. (Sorry Pinkie Pie.) All I ask of you is to carry on with your life and don't forget our everlasting friendship. My sleep has improved, to say, along with my hoof. Thank you for your concerns. There are a lot of… odd new jobs around this place.
"King Sombra wants to you try waxing the walls." A shadow unicorn informed Rarity.
"What? Put candle wax on a wall?" Rarity looked up from her blueprints.
Some of them didn't even work. Don't put candle wax or crayons on the wall, you guys.
"Well… It looks like we all learned something new." Zippy coughed after seeing the damaged walls. "I shall report to master. Maybe burn the walls down, too."
Other times, they actually worked too well.
"Ahhh! My eyes!" a servant hollered as Rarity finished testing a product on the west all floor. He slipped and crashed into a table, blinded.
"Oops?" Rarity squeaked, examining him, "You okay, sir?"
If we're lucky, they worked perfectly.
"Wow! Look, rainbows!" the small shadow that Rarity met the first day, named Enlight exclaimed, gazing at the crystal chandilers.
"Lots, lots, lots of rainbows," Rarity chuckled.
"I hate it." King Sombra said gruffly, "use less next time. Burn it."
"Bu-bu-but sir!" Enlight protested, "It's magnificent!"
Pinkie Pie, you must have messed up his majesty's brain. Why? He smashed a pie just because it was pink.
"Hey, you can't do that!" Rarity complained, whipping pink stuffing off her face.
"Who in the world makes pie pink!?" the king countered.
"Excuse me? It's totally a fashion statement!"
"Pfft, haha, fashion statement in food. I think you meant garnish. Like you'd ever catch me wearing pink, anyway." He turned and left, but not before he stole the isolated crystal garnish on her strawberry pie.
I had my sweet revenge by bleaching all his cloaks and then died it pink. I know, totally evil! Sorry, Fluttershy, but he stole one of my jewelry.
"Hey, King Sombra, I didn't know you wore pink," Rarity teased as she swept pass him.
"I despites you." He growled, before returning to his telescope.
Speaking of King Sombra, he can be very… surprising
"Hey, Slave! What's your favorite color?" King Sombra asked her one afternoon.
"Umm… It would have to be either cyan, purple, or pink. Sir." Rarity answered.
"Figured," Sombra grumbled, teleporting away.
"What was that all about?" she asked the vanishing dust.
One thing for sure, he hates anything pink. Like you, Rainbow Dash. I bet he calls it "The Pink Plague," haha. That's all for now, darlings. Pinkie Pie, chill out with the mail, please. Service is so slow here.
"You have m-m-mail!" A pony informed, handling her 11 envelopes.
"Wow, that's a lot." Rarity comminted, after scanning through all of them. Each of them has a childish scribble written on it: "To, Rarity. From, Pinkie Pie. OPEN ASAP."
Lots of love and kisses,
Rarity.
"Okay, that's it!" Rarity declared after stamping her hoof on the envelope and its contents.
"Oh, also King Sombra orders you to meet at the East wing," her new friend, Clip informed.
"Thank you," she said as Clip took the mail and left.
"I'm doing WHAT?!" Rarity screeched after the news revealed to her.
"You're mining today," her master summarized.
"Why? "She growled, and then spat out "sir?!"
"You died my cape pink, I have to remove the bleach." He stated, taking a sip of cider.
"It looks like you had no problem," Rarity said drily.
"I had to burn the other half," Sombra grumbled, and Rarity smirked.
"This is an order! The miners are on vacation." He said, tossing her a pick axe.
"To where?" she asked.
"None of your business," King Sombra dismissed. He knew that all the miners he had were stealing jewelries at Baltimore. A perfect snack for him, at least in his opinion.
Later, Rarity was in a cave, refusing to put effort in the pick. The supervisor had to call his master in since she refused to get dirty.
"You are not leaving here until you get approval!" the king roared.
"You got plenty of crystals in that sandwich!" Rarity pointed out the floating crystal sandwich.
"Oh, yeah, don't forget that you're my slave, mare."
"Oh yeah?" Rarity challenged.
"Yeah, he grumbled, a volume louder.
"Yeah?" Rarity continued.
"Yeah." Sombra took a bite from his lunch.
"Yeah?!"
"Just get to work, mule!" he snapped.
He instantly regretted it when Rarity pulled her breath in. "What, did you just called me?!" She exploded, slamming every hoof as she stomped towards the king. Sombra quickly took a giant bite.
"Mmf?" he said.
"No one, I repeat, NO ONE, ever calls me a mule!" the white unicorn said darkly. For a moment, King Sombra thought his servant was going to blast him to pieces, and braced himself. Instead, her magic clutched tightly on his chest plate and pulled him up from the floor, shoes and all.
"The last creature that ever did it, never saw again, for years." Her face was dangerously close to his. He could feel her breath, and he couldn't move, let alone get away.
"I may be in your control, Dear King, but I am not a lady who you can walk on. Do you understand me?" she yelled, and Sombra dropped his sandwich. Her eyes were icy cold, sending his blood running cold in fear. She pulled him an eyelash closer, to her eye level, and her full face was in his vision.
She was stepping over his comfort line. Never did anypony get this close to him before. It left Sombra totally speechless. He could see every fur on her face, every detail in her eyes, and how her bangs framed the right of her face. How her magic glimmered from her horn. Sombra's brain was screaming to kill her, while the other half was panicking and signaling for help.
"Do you, understand me?" she finally repeated, her tone lowered. Rarity's eyes were flickering left and right, staring down and surveying his wide eyes.
King Sombra swallowed, "Uh, yes?"
Rarity released her master, flipped her dutch braid, and left.
King Sombra sat down and took another bite of his sandwich. He was raking his brain to figure out what just happened. He recalled "mule" and his slave's "I'm-going-to-murder-you-and-toss-you-in-an-active-volcano-while-laughing-manically." Meanwhile, his other servant was chewing on his hoof shoes nervously, like a donkey.
Rarity punched the couch's pillow, which was on her face. "Blacky, I can't believe I did that!"
"Did what?" he asked.
"Confronted King Sombra." She answered, groaning into her pillow.
"Shocking," he said absentmindly, washing down a window.
"That's all you're going to tell me all day? 'Did what?' 'Shocking,' 'Ooh, spooky,'" she mimicked, giving another punch to the beaten up plush item.
"Well, duh." Blacky said.
"You're not helping," she growled.
"Of course, I'm going to help him," he said sarcastically, "if he ever asks me to."
"That's now the point!" Rarity's scream was muffled by her pillow.
"Can't you go and apologize then?" the shadow pony sighed, giving up.
"Sure, and get my hair burnt off," she said in sarcasm.
Rarity was silent for some time, before she asked; "hey, how come all of you are different from the king?"
Blacky sighed. "We died, and Sombra's still alive. We've been retrieved, but only after the dragon defeated his majesty. Since we died, we can't gain flesh like he can. Ta daaah!"
"Oh," was all he got from her. No applause or anything.
"Miss Rarity, I encourage you to be much kinder to him. I mean, he's a pony with feelings, too." Blacky said. Rarity winced as she remembered her promise to Fluttershy.
"Pinkie's going to murder me. I totally… just snapped like a baton." Rarity sighed.
"I'm not listening to your complaining," Blacky muttered, leaving.
"Hey! Come back!" Rarity cried.
"I'll come back once you apologize!" he yelled back.
Rarity stared at King Sombra's doors and took a deep breath. Then she knocked, and waited. The mare held her breath as she heard movements inside the room. Rarity flinched as King Sombra appeared against the flickering light of the fire in the background. He stood majestic as ever, and he raised his right eyebrow.
"What brings you to my humble chamber?" King Sombra sneered, leaning against the door frame. The fireplace on the left of him crackled.
"I-I-I-" Rarity's brain scrambled under his glare.
"Spit it out, the moon won't wait," Sombra sighed.
Rarity collected her guts before retrying, "I came to apologize. To say sorry, sir."
His eyes widen slightly, and he quickly masked it. "For what? Polishing the floor?"
"No," she answered.
"Sparkling the glass?"
"Non."
"Dying my capes?"
"That too," Rarity rolled her eyes.
"Spill it," her master growled.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about," she glared, getting restless.
"Ah ah ah, don't get sassy with me, and I don't know what you're talking about." He fibbed.
"Liar," Rarity accused.
"Nope, he said.
Rarity gave up. "Fine, for me getting in your face and nearly stabbing you with a pick. Sir."
They stood there for separate reasons. The fire place continued to laugh as it hungrily licked the log. The temperature gradually lowered as every seconds ticked by.
"Well, are you going to leave?" the black unicorn finally said, slowly closing the door.
"Not until I'm forgiven," Rarity stated, blocking the door.
"You're kidding me," Sombra growled, looking away. "Bad guys don't forgive. No one forgives villains, either."
"Then I'll just sit by this door," Rarity said, fired up, "sir!"
"Have fun," the king rolled his eyes, and slammed the door in her face. She stumbled, grabbing her left hoof in pain from the force and grumbled under her breath.
King Sombra poked his head out cautiously a few hours later, and she was curled up next to the door, asleep.
"Pfft, you're that stubborn?" he whispered, "In that case, you win. Now get off my door." The king pushed her to the opposite side of the door, walked back in his room, locked the doors, and fell asleep on his bed.
Authors Note: As hinted by my answer from the top of the page, this chapter was a struggle for me to write. I didn't like it midway and had to stop. A month later, I finished. Heh. Don't you worry your little head, I'm thrilled to start the next chapter! :D
Bad idea using Google Translator at the beginning of my story. BTW, from now on, I will only use French and maybe Spanish little dictionary books or whatever they're called. Sorry for any confusion, this was on my mind, A LOT. I don't speak any language except for a little French and Spanish. And the only German word I know is "bless you," used often in Disney's Tangled. I don't really know how to spell it. :S
Meet Enlight, the little shadow colt who played the role of Mrs. Pot in Bet our Guest song… Why him? What other shadow would squeak and squeal whenever they see toys and rainbows? Maybe King Sombra, but with different reasons. *Evil face.* Hint: he'd run away, squealing and screaming.
Some love or hating on this chapter would be great! Thank you… 3 (I want your opinions.) Please point out any mistakes, It's very late for me and I just want to collapse on bed, King Sombra style. Any chapter's fine, I have to rewrite the first few anyway.
PS: I got a life. Writing isn't my main career goal right now. At least I don't forget to upload for 2 years later… (that author I'm waiting on still hadn't uploaded. Bummer.) I had to get this out of the way because it's near the end of August. See you guys in September, that's my next uploading schedule! (Yes, I will finish this story.)
PSS: This story is what, a year and a week old? :D 11 chapters though, that's bad…