Seamus lay on Fluttershy’s couch, trying to think of any way he’d ever see Sky again. None sprang to mind and after he had lain there for an hour. He grew calmer and decided that it would only serve to irritate him, so he flung himself off the couch and went into the kitchen, hoping that he could find some food to help him forget. He opened her fridge and found nothing in there but light foods. He wrinkled his nose and slammed the door. He wanted a meal, not a snack.

It had been four long days since he had left the Northern Counties and he was growing weary of his constant need to think about Sky… gods! Sky! Why couldn’t he be here, right now so he could hug him and kiss him and say that he was sorry?!  Every time he had ever talked to him he had been nothing but nice and understanding, if he was acting like a total jerk, he would politely tell him he was acting like a jerk, then explain why. He had logic and had depth and empathy for everything and everypony, he could stand at any point on a topic and immediately be able to argue for the more free, tolerant side.

Seamus missed him so much it hurt him to think about what hell he must be going through back in the North. He wanted to fulfill his promise and free him, and after that… fulfill his other, more… sensual promise.  He shook his head to discipline himself. Why couldn’t he stop and think about anything that didn’t relate to Sky? He began to pace, as he always did when thinking.

He thought about a lot that night, he thought about magic and the forbidden spells (the Need It, Want It spell is one!) and how he knew how to cast the worst of them without even blinking. He liked that he was an alicorn, but he hated a lot of things about himself. The tattoos on his loins were still there and he couldn’t break the charm no matter how hard he tried.

“Damnit!” He cursed. “Gods-damned mother-fucking inbred waste of fucking white-unicorn trash! That cunt-slurping, slutty, cock-sucking murderous bitch!”

He screamed every profanity he could to the world, not caring if anypony heard at all. She had killed his former best-friend, cursed him to be this tall forever and made him numb in his most personal of all places. She knew no shame and neither did any of her servants. Jakben was just as bad when it came to the murder and the heinous things he’d done.

Fluttershy woke up with the fire in her quenched and a warm smolder to sustain her. She smiled at the memory, she’d thought of Seamus the whole time. She got out of bed and went over to her door. She heard him screaming the massive amounts of racial and flat-out awful slurs about Melody and her vampire and she cringed. His voice held so much hate it physically made her want to cover her ears and forget some of the things he wished on them. He wanted Jakben castrated and killed and he wanted the same done to Melody, except longer and with a much duller blade.

A blade of pure silver, dipped in acid and the spice of a ghost-chili would do the job nicely. Plenty of pain, and maybe he’d have a mule go at them before he killed them. They deserved it, after all. She couldn’t listen anymore so she walked downstairs and smiled at him, causing him to stop and check his language.

He gave her a cheesy smile, hoping to make up for the things he’d just made her hear. She went into the living room unlocked the door. She gestured for him to follow her into the bright morning light. He gave her a curious look and she nodded towards the door again. He shrugged and went into the bright morning light.

Seamus looked around in wonder at the massive assortment of books. If there was one thing he liked, it was books, especially old, dusty tomes that sat on Twilight’s shelves. He liked books, but he loathed one thing… the searching for the right book. It took hours to find things and he hated it. The librarian skipped happily down the stairs and saw him and Fluttershy standing there. She looked at her, then him, then once again back to him.

She trotted the rest of the distance to them, smiling the whole way. She lets off a flash of magic and a couple books fly off the shelves and land in front of the small colt. She looks at Fluttershy and takes advantage of the distraction to give the pegasaus a cold look. The mare looked at the librarian in confusion and she face-hoofed. She looked back at Seamus and smiles when he looks up at her.

“I found those books on breaking curses in the basement. A little dated, but they should work.” She chirps merrily. “Is it okay if I talk to Fluttershy? Thanks.”

She yanks the confused mare into the kitchen and closes the door behind her.

“What is between you two? Tell me now or I’ll tell Celestia, not to be mean, but for your sake.”

The mare blushed an extreme shade of rose red and smiled shyly. “Um… I kinda… sorta like him…” She stuttered.

“Jakben said otherwise.” Twilight leaned closer and narrowed her eyes, staring the other mare down menacingly. “I cast a monitor everything spell on him while I healed his face in the castle two days ago… I know his story… and those little moments in his sleep were you like to ‘cuddle’”

Fluttershy’s assertiveness training returned to her and she feinted toward her friend to get her to back off. She did slightly, surprised by the move.

“Look… I like him… a lot, what’s the matter with that? He’s amazing…”  She trails off; she was doe-eyed and staring into the distance dreamily.

“A lot is wrong with that! He’s a future ruler of Equestria and you’re… y’know… a commoner… and a pegasaus. You can’t be with him, as much as you want to, it can’t happen. The princess’ won’t allow it and I don’t think he’s interested.”

“What makes you say that?” Fluttershy asked, fully knowing the answer.

“That dream you fell into last night…”

“Oh…” She muttered, averting her face, crestfallen. “You saw that…”

“Remember the promise he made to Sky? He won’t break it. At least I definitely don’t think he will…”

The librarian looked at her friend and pitied her greatly. She had made it very apparent she really did care for the young colt, but was it puppy love or the real thing? And then there was his vow to Sky that made that entire situation a pipe dream. He would never break that vow, even if it killed him.

“Look, I just don’t want to see you get hurt.” Twilight admitted. “Just… just don’t do anything too personal with him or attach yourself too much, okay?”

Fluttershy blushed a deep red again and Twilight gave her an irritated look. “What did you do?”

She scuffed a hoof and refused to answer her. It made her cheeks blaze so red it felt like she was on fire. The thing she’d done last night while thinking about him replayed in her head, making her sweat, only causing Twilight look at her with a disappointed expression.

“You didn’t.” Fluttershy gave her a shameful, guilty look; Twilight groaned and slapped herself in the face. “And… you did… wow… that is… un-believable.”

Fluttershy looked at the floor in minor shame and major embarrassment. The jumble of emotions she was trying to sort through was impossibly vast. On one hoof she really loved him, but on the other is the fact that he was oblivious to her affection. There was the awful emotion of helplessness at the situation as well, for there was no chance that they could truly be together. Twilight tried to think of any way to help her friend, but it was too late, she had fallen head over hooves for the alicorn and it was probably futile to even try.

“Fluttershy… I don’t’ know how to tell you this… but…in lay pony’s terms… he’s out of your league.”

Fluttershy shrugged, she simply didn’t care. This was the colt of her dreams,, shy and sensitive and deep… she didn’t care that he probably wasn’t interested or that he was taken, she wanted him and that was the bottom line, period. Twilight could tell this was a lost cause by the lost, dreamy look in her eyes. She had warned her and that was all she could do.

“Look, give it a try and be subtle, if he rejects you… no harm done.”

She nodded and the two opened the door to see Seamus reading the books at a fevered pace. His eyes flew over the words at a breakneck speed that rivaled even Twilight’s record. He absorbed the information and flipped the pages, looking for the one spell, the one that he needed more than any else. He finally arrived to the page he was looking for and began to read the counter-curse aloud, memorizing it for later. Fluttershy looked at Twilight with a curious expression.

“Why did you let him borrow those books?” The pegasaus asked.

“There is a spell he needs that I think he’ll appreciate.” Twilight was very aware of the curses Melody had placed on him, especially the on that struck him where nothing should.  “It’s about the tattoos…” She explained. “Once he removes the enchantment there is also a spell to make the ink fade away forever, like nothing ever happened. I think that after everything he’s been through, he more than deserves it.”

Seamus had effectively burnt the spell into his memory. He looked at her with huge watering eyes. He walked over slowly to her and wrapped his front hooves around her shoulders in an embrace that Twilight felt unnecessary, but it did make her feel very warm and fluffy inside, so she returned the hug. He sighed deeply, grateful that the scars Melody had inflicted upon him weren’t all permanent. He let go, eager to talk to Twilight about magic and how it worked, for with all the advanced spells he knew, he didn’t know any of the basics.

“It’s simple, the horn of a unicorn acts as a magnet for magical energy. Now, emotions and thoughts affect magic, they oftentimes make it stronger or weaker, but you must learn to clear your mind when casting a spell, otherwise it will have too little, or in your case, too much power to achieve the desired function of the spell… Let’s start by levitating books…”

The lecture continued until slightly after noon, when she decided that he needed to absorb some of the vast amount of information she’d given him. He looked around and sighed, he was content with how the day was summing up so far, but while he was there he had a sudden idea, running over to the bookshelf that Twilight had labeled  ‘FORBIDDEN SPELLS’ in large, striking letters. He ran his hoof over the spines of the old tomes until he found the spell book he was looking for. With a flick of magic, he retrieved a book titled ‘Scrying for beginners’.

He read the first six pages as fast as possible as walked into the library’s bathroom. He looked into the restroom mirror and flicked ahead a few pages.

  ‘The mirror can be made to transmit sounds, images across any distance as long as there is another mirror to tether the other end of the spell to.’

Seamus’ eyes glittered as the possibilities sprung into his mind. Cunning genius struck him on the head and he looked from the mirror to the old book. He had a crazy idea, one that was not only very unlikely to work due to the spells warding against magic, but that he would be able to convince Sky that he wasn’t crazy and just talking to himself in a bathroom mirror. But this had to work, it just had to…

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