Snow Frost: That adorable and amazing! Don't call Rarity a mull. Or ELSE. DUN DUN DUUUUN! Can I insert a Shadow Pony oc?
Name: Nightshade
Gender: Female
Personality: Silly, kind, an unofficial daughter if Sombra
Aw, I'm glad you found this story adorable and amazing! I'm a bit suspicious of your grammar, you made it hard for me to type this down. xD (That's, *ding* Mule *ding* Dun dun duuun for extra humor that made me smile *ding* (sorry :3)) I'm sorry, I'm not accepting female shadow ponies… because King Sombra said so (he's also using colorful words at you that he doesn't have any offspring, and if he ever did, they're dead). Nightshade sounds gorgeous though Permission to use it somewhere in the Glass Horseshoe? :)
Rarity woke up one morning to find that the castle was nosier than before. Rarity pulled her hair into a ponytail and stuck her head around the door. Her breakfast was on the well. Rarity eyed the oatmeal sitting there, growing cold. She sighed and shoved it in her mouth, swallowing it. Of course, Rarity knew that wasn't healthy to gulp them down quickly, but she didn't want to savor the meal.
Rarity climbed up the stairs, and reached the top with a puff of breath. Around every corner, a shadow was dusting, polishing, sweeping, mopping, burning some stray bugs, scrubbing, and even those that was replacing tinder to the everlasting fire. Rarity wandered around; looking for tasks to do, until she finally asked a slightly lazy sweeper.
"What's going on?" Rarity asked him.
"A guest is coming, ma'dam," He responded, reaching around a bronze armor with his broom.
"Who?"
"I'm afraid that's classified," he answered, shoving the dust into a pail.
Rarity narrowed her eyes and leaned onto one side, "So what can I do?"
"It's simple, prepare the garden for autumn."
Rarity gave him her thanks and left. A quarter of an hour later, she was facing an empty… courtyard. A breeze whizzed by, tall grass waving at her, and leaves rippled. She sighed, glaring at a tree with yellowing leaves. "Well, Hello Mother Nature!"
The sky was three-fourth through when Rarity finally finished fixing up the landscape. She collapsed on a bench and surveyed the gardens. Bushes were trimmed, rose bushes were on fixed up, grass expertly cut, sidewalk swept, the marble structures were washed down, windows clean, weeds removed, rusts dissolved and a tree was supported. Rarity wasn't in a good condition however. Her fur felt hot, hair sweaty and dusty, hooves were bruised and rough, and she was exhausted from both magical and physical strength. She was relieved that she finished the job.
Her relaxation was interrupted by a guard pony. "King Sombra requests you to clean up, look presentable, and in the Grand Hallway as soon as possible."
The mare stretched, and climbed off the bench, too exhausted to speak.
After Rarity removed the dirt and grime from her hair, fur, and hooves; she brushed her hair, applied more mascara on her fake eyelashes, and set off merrily. That is, until she found King Sombra waiting for her.
"There you are!" he exclaimed, "You are ten seconds late!"
"What do-"
Poof!
"Hey!" Rarity yelled. She was covered in a black short dress, white ruffled apron, bucked black boots and a white ruffled head band. "You dare to put me in a French maid's outfit?!"
"Yes, now bow down!" Sombra said, bowing. He smacked Rarity head's down a few second later. (Whoa, look at all those ow's!)
"What, are we bowing to a door?" Rarity drily said, slamming her nose to the floor before Sombra could smack her again.
"No, now don't embarrass me," the king ordered.
"How can a door…" she trailed off as her master growled at her.
A fanfare begun playing, echoing throughout the castle. "Announcing the arrival of Princess of the Night, the Dreamworld; sister of the Sun, bearer of the Nightmare Moon, Princess Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuna!" The voice and fanfare announced. King Sombra brightened up and Rarity's whole face was smashed against the floor. The great doors swung open, and Princess Luna was staring directly ahead, bored.
"Welcome, Ni-"
"It's Princess Luna now, King Sombra. Hello Rarity, you look rather attracted to the floor," she interrupted.
"I was startled, your highness. May I get up now, sir?" Rarity's voice was slightly muffled.
"Of course," he said, glazing at the alicorn. Rarity scrambled to her hooves. "Slave, go bring us some tea."
Remembering King Sombra's warning, she bowed again, and ran off.
"This way, your majesty," the king nodded and walked down the Great Halls, the princess following.
A tour later, with the sun hovering over the mountains, the royalty were in the dining room. Princess Luna was silent, and Sombra had ran out of things to discuss. They both ate their salads, and the king had some crystal vinegar over his lettuce.
More silence and clanking of the forks.
Meanwhile, Rarity and a few other ponies were spying on them. The next course was levitating over their heads, covered with a metal bowl.
"Dude, the sly-ance is so art-ward," Screa whispered.
"Hey, the Princess finished, let's move it!" a shadow Pegasus, Woth, shoved Rarity through the doors. The unicorn sighed, adjusted her headdress, and trotted over to them. Luna smiled at her as the white mare removed the empty salad plate. Rarity beamed back and then ducked her head and poured some more raspberry lemonade into the goblet. The servant was about to open her mouth, but she caught Sombra's glare. So instead, Rarity did a crisp bow, removed the king's plate and refilled his cup, and fled. The alicorn glared at King Sombra.
The watchers and the floating plates hurried away from the door as she galloped in. Of course, they crowded around the door again.
Princess Luna cleared her throat, "I see you've taking good care of Rarity."
King Sombra stared at her, "Who?"
"Your servant," Luna answered, sipping her lemonade.
"I have many servants," he coughed, "and I do not recall of a name 'Rarity'"
"She's over here, you doofus!" Woth whispered-screamed.
"Then summon your maid," Luna sighed, setting down her cup.
"Slave!" he called. This time, it was a shadow unicorn who shoved her in. Rarity sighed once more, fixed her headdress again, and walked over.
She bowed, "Yes, your majesty?"
Her master ignored her and shifted his attention back to Princess Luna, "Is this the mare you speak of?"
"Yes," the alicorn said. The spies walked in, carrying the main course. "I'd like to speak with her."
"Of course, Princess," Rarity dipped her head and walked to the alicorn's side.
"Has he fared you well?" Luna asked.
"As well as a treasured book," Rarity said. King Sombra sighed and bit into his (meat free, of course) lasagna.
"Well that's great news! Any exciting stories for me?" Luna eagerly asked, before trying a piece of her garlic breadstick.
"Well, it was difficult the first week here, you know, learning to use some of the equipment," Rarity started slowly, "After that, things started to turn easier, and his… servants were surprisingly-"
"Different," Sombra finished for her. "Princess Luna, aka Nightmare Moon, I invited you to catch up on times, and not-"
"Excuse me, King Sombra," Luna interrupted coldly, "I'm afraid I am not the same mare seven years ago. Thereof, I ask you to do not call me Nightmare Moon ever again."
King Sombra blinked, "But-"
"I've only accept your invitation to see how Rarity is doing, not to have a villain conversation." Luna continued, with the same coldness. Rarity glanced nervously at her master. His face seemed to be a shade lighter, and he was opening and closing his mouth like a goldfish.
"And I thought that you were wise enough to know that I have no grudges anymore, or desire to convert back to evil," Luna stood up, "and I must leave, the dreams of ponies are beckoning and pleading to my soul." The Alicorn turned, "So I advise you to let go of this pointless fantasy. Goodbye, King Sombra," with that, she left the room.
Rarity warily looked back to the black stallion. He was leaning against his chair, and rubbing his temples. Slowly he melted into his shadow form, and slipped into the floor. Behind the doors, the shadow ponies glanced at each other in concern. They met Rarity's worried eyes.
Rarity was outside of King Sombra's room again, staring at the large doors. She couldn't get his shocked face out of her brain. It reminded of her own expressions from few of her… ex-suitors.
She had a fantasy of marrying a prince, or more specially, Prince Blueblood. However, after learning of his horrifying personality, she dumped him THAT easily, but it made her doubt her self esteem a little. Then there was Trenderhoof, the stallion she literally fangirled over. That little colt ignored her a lot and was only interested in Apple Jack. A few years later, she worked up the guts to convince Fancy Pants to take her out, but that didn't last forever, either. He stopped because of his fear of her "manipulation." Of course, she had to move on, but it was either slowly and painfully or swiftly.
Rarity knew it was pointless to dwell in her past. Yet, another fell for Apple Jack's honest heart; Spike. She watched Spike's adoration grow for Apple Jack, and she ignored it until it was too late.
"Rarity, seriously, stop calling me Spikey-Wikey! I'm not a baby," Spike groaned, purposefully dropping the sewing kit.
"Rarity dropped her fabrics, startled and shocked, "Spikey-Wikey? What's wrong?"
"Everything!" he yelled, "You never actually loved me! And… and… I'm so sick of you taking advantage of everything!"
"Bu-But I do love you!" Rarity stammered.
"Yeah! You treat other stallions the same as me!" Spike's tears gathered in his eyes, "Like that Trenderhoof and Fancypants. Completely different!" He stormed out, and Rarity fell to her knees, and wept her eyes out.
Rarity blinked back to reality. She knocked, and there were no answer. The unicorn knew he was in his room, sulking, after she searched outside.
She carefully twisted the knob and pushed it open. The sunset was spilling into the dark room. The fireplace was dead, and the doors to the balcony were open. She walked through, her horseshoes softly knocking on the floor.
Rarity slowed down when she saw the king leaning slightly over the railing, staring at the climbing moon with a dull look in his eyes. She pushed the doors open wider, and he ignored her. The mare frowned, and stood next to him glancing at the moon.
She coughed, "How embarrassing, a slave coming to comfort its master. Especially a villain."
Sombra growled.
"It'll never be in history books, lucky them. Besides, I think it's cute, a bad guy having a crush on a bad girl," Rarity continued, grinning slightly.
"Go away," the king grumbled, slouching even more.
"But alas! The bad girl isn't so bad anymore!" Rarity dramatically gasped, "What will the villain do? The typical response- sulking!" Rarity fell on the thick railing, copying Sombra.
"Really, just leave me alone," the king huffed, scooting away from her.
"Aw, he's so naïve with his relationships," Rarity's head fell a little to the right, "Will he jump? Will he wail unto the heavens, declaring his hopeless love?"
"I'm not that stupid," he groaned, snorting.
"Princess Luna is right," Rarity regained her posture, "You know you need to get over it!"
King Sombra gasped, "How dare you?!"
"You're not the only living thing to get heartbroken!" Rarity said, flipping her mane.
"I know I'm not, now go!" King Sombra roared.
"Then stop sulking or cry about it!" Rarity snapped, "Infact, you should binge on some ice cream and weep over it! Like a mare!"
He stared at her, "I should get some ice cream," he agreed.
"Oh, my, Celestia! STALLION UP!" Rarity face palmed. Sombra returned to staring at the moon.
"This isn't my first time, slave," he sighed. Rarity removed her headdress and sat next to him.
"What happened?" she asked.
"I had been in love with a crystal pony… but she broke my heart when I became king." Sombra sighed, "She's dead, I saw it to that. Except, I didn't and that's how I lost my empire."
Rarity winced, "Ouch, a back stabber." King Sombra nodded and then he glared at her.
"Your friends made me lose my chance again, hypocrite," He growled.
"That wasn't all me, you know, It was the heart," she defended herself.
He grinned, and Rarity heart leaped at the rare sight. It wasn't his usual smirk, or sneer. "Of course, the heart, the idiotic powerful thing that makes us all so weak. Well, according to Queen Chryaslis, anyway."
"You have a lot of ties," Rarity noted.
"She came to me a few times during my reign," he explained.
"You know what?" Rarity nudged him, "You're not all what it seems."
"Shut up," Sombra growled.
"Hey, you smiled!" she teased.
"When did you become a counselor?" he snorted, rolling his eyes.
"Maybe I'm not all what it seems, too," her smile widen, lending a hoof. "Let's reintroduce ourselves. I'm Rarity, at your service, sir."
"Sure… Rarity." He said hestinately, before shaking her hooves. Rarity blushed and hid it with a bow.
"My job is finished for the day," she said, keeping her head down.
"As is mine," he said reaching for the door, "now get out."
"Things don't change, don't they?" Rarity huffed, passing him.
"Yup," he said, using his magic to ignite the fireplace.
Rarity bowed again, and hurried out, slamming the door behind her.
She leaned against the door, "If there's a prize for rotten judgement," she sang softly, her heart and brain hammering.
"I guess I've already won that," Rarity continued, walking down the hallways. She turned to look at the door and removed her boots, "No stal's is worth the aggravation…" She fled down deeper into halls, ripping her apron and dress off in the progress and threw them on the coat rack. "That's ancient history, been there, done that!" She fled the castle, her imagination following.
"Who'd ya think you're kidding?" a head of Pinkie Pie sang, flying by.
Twilight popped in front of her, "He's the Earth and Heaven to you!" she agreed. Rarity galloped through her, and imaginary Twilight disappeared in a puff of cloud.
Rainbow Dash flew by her, face palming, "Try to keep it hidden?"
An Apple Jack head floated by, winking, "Honey, we can see right through you!"
"Oh noooo!" Rarity groaned, and Rainbow Dash fell back.
Twilight's head appeared next to the country mare's, nodding, "Girl, ya can't conceal it," they both sang, "We know how ya feel," Rarity turned away.
Fluttershy was in her path, "-and who you're thinking of!"
Rarity skidded to a stop, "No chance! No way, I won't say it-no, no!" Her hoof flew to her forehead, then waved it away, and finally stomped onto the ground.
Pinkie Pie flew by with her tail propelling, "You swoon, you sigh, why deny it, uh oh?" Rarity looked on with sadness.
Tears gathered in her eyes, and Pinkie "poofed" away, "It's too cliché, I won't say I'm in love?" and then she ran again.
She went for a few distances before plucking a simple flower. Rarity brought it to her heart and looked at the first star. She recalled how Prince Blueblood was rude, Trenderhoof ignored her, Fancy Pants breaking up, and how Spike left her. "I thought my heart has learned its lesson," she cried, "It feels so good when you start out," a miniature version of her was prancing around, spreading heart bubbles.
"My head is screaming;" Rarity continued, gripping her head, "'Get a grip girl, Unless you're dying to cry your HEART OUT!'" and then she threw the flower away and hurried away from her imagination.
Twilight was shaking her head, following her in whole, "You keep on denying," Fluttershy joined her, singing, "Who you are and how you're feeling," They both had look of concerns.
Apple Jack laid on a passing cloud, a hay in her mouth, "Baby we're not buying, Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling."
Rainbow was on another cloud, and she struck her tongue out before joining in, "Face it like a grown up!"
Rarity galloped on, determined to leave them behind. Pinkie hung upside down from a cloud, "When ya gonna own up that-"
Her friends gathered together, and Rarity was forced to stop because of a cliff and the boundary, "You GOT IT BAAAAAAAD!" they shouted and Rarity growled.
"No chance! No way," she yelled, "I won't say it, no-no!"
"Give up, give in!" Rainbow flew in front of her, and Twilight joined, "Check the grin, you're in looooove!"
Rarity caught herself smiling and she denied it, "This scene won't play, I won't say I'm in love!" she pointed accusingly at them.
"You're doing flips," Pinkie pie flipped onto Rainbow and Twilight, "Read our lips."
"You're in love!" The trio finished.
Rarity turned away, "You're way off base, I won't say it!" She sat down, "Get off my case I wouldn't say it!"
Her imaginary friends flew around her and hugged, "Girl don't be proud, it's okay, you're in-" they sang, disappearing, " LUUUUUUUUUUUUUV"
Rarity stood up, dandelions seeds flying past, each in her friend's color. "Ohhh,at least out loud, I won't say I'm in…" she sang, staring at the drowning sun. King Sombra appeared briefly, flashing the same smile that tugged at her heartstrings, "… Love…" And the sun was engulfed by the mountain.
Author's Note: SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! That moment whether or not you've been waiting for! (The song is I wouldn't say I'm in love. Disney Herucles.) It look like a little pony been growing a secret crush! I've been planning this chapter since 2015 Spring Break! :D (Oh yeah, Rarity's friends, they're her imagination, K? Pinkie Pie has NO clue.) I apologize if you feel rushed.
I'm an expert on crushes… been crushing on a crush for 5 years now. Ugh, I know, it's unhealthy. I'm starting to move on but it's so difficult. I can relate to Sombra here. Somepony give him a bear to cuddle and some… Hot Crystal Cider. (Hot Apple Cider is fine.)
Bad news, guys. I lost interest in My Little Pony. I had a hard time writing this chapter because I wanted Luna and Sombra to interact some more. I had to skip it because I couldn't think of what they would discuss about, now they're completely different. So, two of my MLP FIM stories will be slowed. I'm thinking of deleting the other story. Not this one, I'm finishing this! Just slowed or halted. That's why it's been two or almost three months. Sorry. :( Inspiration would be great. :)
I'm kinda moving onto the Sonic fanbase. I'm still interested in the show, I just can't think of more inspiration for The Glass Horseshoes (I'm completely dependent on my timeline now. :/). I love the new shipping between Big Mac and… somebody Pie. They're so cuuute. *heart shape*
~Rosie
PS: Did I leave you guys at a cliff hanger? O_O
PSS: MLP FIM seems to be a lot more musical lately, don't cha think?