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A Winter's Rose

by Winter Rosario

Chapter 41: Chapter 41. Just an average Thursday.

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The sounds of strumming echoed throughout the Engineering club enticing the attention of many as a pleasant melody played from within. One would think that an angel was singing to the gentle strumming, but they would be wrong. I smiled as I sang a song that was a crowd pleaser in most places that I played in. The calming effect that it had brought nostalgia to the ears helped me make money when times were tough.

People would gather around just to listen to me sing the lament in peace before they left in a much better mood. I was absolutely happy that my guitar was finished. The work that Umbra and I put into it, certainly paid off in the final build. The black and silver guitar with excellent sounding internal speakers that were powered by a rechargeable battery. Was exactly how I imagined it. Thankfully, we figured how to turn off the Runes as well as give it two modes in which affects how the guitar sounds. I like how it can go back and forth between, acoustic and electric.

I smiled as I finished the song and thought of another one to play before I had to get the final touches done on my suit at the local tailors. Many titles went through my head, but none of them felt right. I needed something that was perfect for the many ears to listen before I had to put away the guitar and have it delivered to the castle. I had to play a song that was both inspiring and magical. Then, just as I had given up on the search, I remembered a song that brought the masses back home into a weeping mess for how beautiful it was. A stray tear met my cheeks as I shuffled on my chair and sang the song of destiny.

“Mai hee. Mai hoo. Mai Huu. Mai ha ha!” I sang with my most beautiful voice, causing the masses outside the room to lean closer for the majesty that was O-zones finest work! I bobbed my head up and down the lyrics that were the very definition of perfection! My hoof tapped to the beat, the ponies outside danced and Maple walked in with an expression of amazement as I put my very soul into the song. That is, until she threw a floor cushion at my face, preventing me from finishing the song. I glared at her unamused of her interruption as the pillow slowly slid down my face.

“What the hell was that?” Maple Leaf asked in a disgusted tone as she walked over the mess of wires and stole a muffin from the snack table Aria and I set up in the corner of the room.

“That was the song of my people,” I huffed and crossed my arms while looking away for added effect for my pout.

“If that's the song of your people, then your country is drowning in cheese,” she said as I could feel her eyes rolling. “Anyway...What's your plans for the Formal tonight? Got a date or are you not going?” she asked with her mouth full of my muffins.

“Going and in style, and you know who my date is. I even asked her,” I proclaimed before I began to put my guitar in its case.

“I cannot imagine you being in a dress. Isn't that something Summer would wear?”

“Yeah, Summers going in a dress and you are right about me not wearing one either. I have a nice tuxedo that should be done in just an hour,” I replied as I put the case for the guitar on my back and secured it with a strap.

“That's good. So you know where she is? I kinda need her help with something and it's ‘kinda important,” she said sheepishly. I thought about it for a moment as I wanted to talk to her about something as well, but all I knew was that she went over to her parents place to pick up her dress. I had to wonder where her parents actually lived as she hasn't told me much about them. In fact, I think she hasn't even mentioned them once since the chain was removed. ‘Whatever, I'll find her later with Mana Sight. She can't hide from me or her parents for long,’ I thought with a shrug.

“No clue, but I will find her later after I get my tuxedo.” Maple sighed then finished her muffin before she left with me being a sad panda. I left the Club room and dropped off my guitar back at the dorm before I left for the tailors to pick up my suit.

"When you leave, my colors fade to gray. Ohha Ohha hey!" I sang down the halls in defiance, causing Maple to scream in annoyance.

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"You absolutely look smashing darling!" cooed the tailor as she finished the final adjustments on my tux. I rolled my eyes and hoped down from a white podium and walked over to the giant mirror in the far corner of the room that was beside a crap-ton of makeup. I smiled at the simple black tuxedo with a dark purple undershirt neatly tucked in behind the coat, with the collar tied by a black bowtie.

"Is there anything else you wish to add to your suit, even though I still believe a dress would look much better on you. Especially with those scars. You would rock the; Black Widow look quite well," the green and purple mare with a pair of scissors suggested.

"Meh, it would clash with what my date is wearing. So I am going to have to pass, that, and I hate dresses," I replied as I adjusted the bowtie with a wing before I walked over to the counter to pay for the work. She gave me a pout in response as she motion to a dress in the back that looked like it belonged to a maiden of death and destruction. I would have been fine with that, but it was just too frilly and impractical.

"A mare who hates dresses is just improper and unladylike," she said as I paid for the suit.

"Then I am "unladylike" as you say it, and I really don't care," I replied causing the mare to stare blankly at me.

"What is your stallion suppose to think about his mare that is acting like a filly-fooler?" she asked indifferently.

"I am a filly-fooler and my date is a mare." After I said those words, her eye twitched like it was a bad thing, but she didn't say anything about it. She kept a strained smile on as I left in awkward silence, but her eyes that were the very definition of hate made me realized how horrible she actually was. Effectively losing one important customer that just might buy her store just to see it burn to the ground.

'Meh, she hates lesbos and I don't care. She hates lesbos and I don't care. She hates lesbos and I don't caaaare,' I sang in my head as I walked out of the shop to search for Summer before we went to the dance.

I turned on Mana Sight after I left the store in downtown Canterlot to search for my waifu. he sensation of going blind, followed by seeing an LSD super hallucination was still jarring to the senses, but it was worth. With this spell active, I should be able on honing in on Summers unique aura and find her in a flash.

'But it still sucks that I can't see other than color that makes nothing but three-dimensional shapes,' I thought as I walked back to the dorm to start my search.

⚢》~☾♡☽~《 ⚢

After walking around for an hour, following Summers trail from the school. I was starting to get a little concerned for Summers safety as I walked along a hidden path on the side of the mountain. All I could think about was if she was kidnapped and was taken as a hostage and put in a secret cave on the side of the mountain. My pace quickened as I came up to a small opening on the side of the mountain as I carefully weaved around bushes to protect my brand new suit.

I turned off Mana Sight and let my eyes readjusted to the evening sunlight that was blaring from the west into my eyes. Once I wasn't being blind by light, I examined the cave and found something that was off that shouldn't be there. Blocking the entrance to the cave was a wooden door that looked like something from an abandoned mine. On said door, was a warning sigh that told anyone who entered could be killed from pretty much everything inside. My worry skyrocketed as I knew that Summer was inside, possibly with a group of ponies that wanted her families money. I took a deep breath and turned on Air Sight before I walked into the cave, ready to fight anyone and anything to save my waifu.

Just as I opened the door, I looked down to see if there were any traps waiting for me, but what I saw was confusing. On the ground was a rug that said, 'Home Sweet Home,' stitched in with red thread. I frowned like it was some kind of joke, but when I looked up, my concern for Summers safety left to depression.

Down the initial hall was a small coat rack with the coat that I bought for her a little while ago, as well as a few other things. I shook my head and walked deeper down the stone carved hall and slowly became more and more depressed as I saw; pictures of pretty things, Wonderbolt posters, medals, rugs, a living room with a broken couch with a blanket on it. One would think that this was a home for some kind of a hermit, but I was wrong.

As I walked around the little cave system, I began to hear muffled crying. Thinking that it was Summer being molested by some creepy old fart, I ran down the halls ready to rip the throat out of the bastard, following the sounds that lead to a small room with a bed in it and a certain filly holding onto a teddy bear that has seen some better days. Beside the bed was an end table with a picture frame on it. I could vaguely see what was in the photo, but I knew it was Summer and her family.

My heart lurched for worrying for the worst as everything began to make sense. What I always thought was that she was raised to my high and mighty, but the truth was she acted like that to make herself feel better. She wasn't rich, she wasn't snobby, she was just looking for attention. She was a pain in my ass because she was scared of rejection, and when I finally let her in, she clung to me as we were alike, sort of. I bet she got some sort of scholarship to go to the school from flight camp or something just like I did. I bet she stole that dress she worse at Jewels birthday. I bet she didn't actually have a thing for Jade, but for me.

'Fuck my life, and why does everyone around me have family problems?' I sighed internally, just as Summer and I locked eyes.

"W-What are you doing here!" she screamed at me, causing my ears to flatten, but now that I knew the truth. I wasn't going to leave if she tries to chase me away. I walked up to her, not ushering a single word as she kept yelling at me to stay away as she back away from me. I watched her in hurt that she would want me to stay away as she backed into a wall, but I kept on walking towards her. Once I was just a foot away from her on the filthy bed, she looked away, holding the teddy bear close as she whimpered softly into it.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked. Summer to a quick glance at me before she looked away again.

"B-Because I thought you and the others wouldn't want to be near me for being poor, that I wasn't rich or famous," she replied quietly. I sighed and lifted her chin to look her in the eye.

"Summer, why in hell would you think like that about me? You know that I, of all ponies, would never leave you. And I don't care if your rich or famous. All I care about is honesty of both the heart and mind. Remember what I said about communication with me is paramount?" Sher nodded fearfully.

"Well, I'm going to add to that," I said as I pulled her into a hug, causing her bury her face into my chest like she always does. "Don't be afraid of those who you trust, even if you think that they might hurt you. If they trust you back, then there isn't anything to worry about because in the end. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me, and if they do. Then slap yourself for acting that way and get over it. Got it?" I asked before I kissed the top of her head.

"Mmhmm," she nodded a reply.

She quietly cried in my arms for a while as I held her close to comfort her. During this time as she slowly ruined my suit. All I could think about how she ended up here. Yet the words didn't come. If she wants to tell me about, she'll tell me on her own terms.

"Want to talk about it now or later?" I asked as she wiped away her tears and placed the picture in a saddle bag.

"L-Later, I just need some time to think," she replied with a sniffle.

"Alright, but if you don't. I won't pressure you. Okay?"

"O-Okay."

Next Chapter: Chapter 42. Nightmare Night. Estimated time remaining: 10 Hours, 51 Minutes
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