"Mommy, look at that!" a little white filly said, pointing her hoof at the beautiful sky. The wondrous colors of the rainbow shined through the clouds onto the wet lands of a powerful empire.

The mother smiled and looked up at the majestic display of light. "It's pretty, isn't it?" she asked her daughter.

"Yeah!!"

"The rainbow holds the meaning of an important promise to be never broken," the mother explained, watching her daughter stare onto the wet sky, "However, it has changed meaning a hundreds of years ago."

"Hundreds years? That's like, a very long time!!" the white filly exclaimed, "So what's the new meaning now?"

"The sacrifice of the one who saved us," the mother replied, "He's the reason why we're still here."

"What was his name?" the small filly asked, her attention now on her mother.

"His name was Deluxe, but he wasn't a pony," the mother continued on as a fresh rainy breeze rolled in, "What you have to know is that he's number seven."

"Something can't be a number, mommy," the filly commented.

A soft smile appeared on the mother's face. She chuckled. "Actually, something can be anything."

The filly was confused and looked up at the sky, "He's seven, huh?" The seven colors of the rainbow gleamed, striking her eyes.

"Special Light, you have to realize that the history of Deluxe is a mysterious one. Questions are asked, but answers are never given."

The filly was saddened by this and looked at the rainbow. "So... he's sad," she said, pointing at the arched light. The rainbow was in the shape of a frown, similar to the one on Special Light's face.

Special Light's mother smiled at this. "Special Light," she said, "Go on your head." The filly did so. "Now, what do you see?"

What was the "frown" of the rainbow was now a "smile". The filly was surprised by this and felt her mother grab her by the hind hooves and hovered over the ground. The mother flipped Special Light over and hugged her.

"You know what today is, Light?" the mother asked.

"My birthday?" Special Light exclaimed with a bright smile.

The mother chuckled. "Yes. But also another thing."

"And what is that?"

"Today is the seven-hundredth year since Deluxe's sacrifice. Today is also the seventh month of the seventh day. And you're also turning seven," she said, hugging her child.

"I'm special, aren't I?" Special Light asked as she hugged her mother.

"Yes. Yes you are," she replied, snuggling. With a few flaps of her gentle wings, they both landed on the ground. "Now, let's go to the ceremony! Princess Twilight is going to give a speech there!"

"Yay!!"

The Twilight Empire spanned across the whole world, marking an important point in the ponies'. Millions of ponies would travel to the empire's capital, Ponyville, on the seventh month and on the seventh day. Earth ponies, unicorns, and pegasi alike paid their respects to Deluxe, to the Tree of Harmony which resided in the Rainbow Forest. Descendants of Rainbow Dash took charge of protecting the shrine.

Fluttershy's descendants were also in charge protecting. They used the animals to safeguards the lands.

Applejack's bloodline continued on, making the biggest apple-producer in the world.

Pinkie Pie's pure blood has passed on to many ponies, spreading the laughter and joy throughout the empire.

Rarity's name was carried on throughout the stars, blessing her kin. Achieving a high place in society, her family soon influenced fashion and granted a popular name throughout the empire.

Princess Twilight Sparkle walked up to the Tree of Harmony and placed her hoof on it. The mighty crown upon her head represented power and glory of the power she now held. However, the princess took it off and laid it on the ground. She looked into a glass encased box which held Deluxe's phone. Ancient magic had preserved it all these years and stayed put where it was dropped. It was charred, but nonetheless, it was as if it was Deluxe had just arrived in Equestria. Princess Twilight Sparkle looked at the burned number 7 in the tree and then to the phone.

"Deluxe, I hope you can hear me," Twilight said, touching the number, "It's been such a long time ever since that day." Twilight could remember the atrocious arrival of the talking monkey and the false accusations. However, they were overturned by the talks they had. The touches they embraced. The laughs they shared. The friendships he made. And the kiss before his departure.

"Thank you for everything, Deluxe," Twilight whispered as a single tear escaped from an eye, "Thank you."

As she said that, the rainbow's "smile" grew bigger. Ponies recalled hearing a voice that day that said; "Thank you."

The origins of Deluxe are still a mystery.

Author's Notes:

What was supposed to be a very goofy story (or it's still goofy) sort of took a sinister dark turn. Is it "good"? I hope so. I worked very hard on this thing. I've started the first bit of the story about 12-13 days before the deadline, knowing full well I could finish it.

Well...

What you read were the last 48 hours of the contest before it was done.