You know that feeling of inevitable doom looming over you like the french guillotines during the french revolution?

It certainly was a feeling that crawled through my heart seeing the two sitting there. Twilight blabbed didn't she!!? THE CUTE PURPLE HORSE!!

I cursed silently as the two incredibly beautiful and regal looking alicorns waved us over.

“Goooood morning Princesses!!” Pinkie said doing a short bow and hopping over to the table.

“Good Morning Pinkie, and Sweetie Belle.” Celestia said gently, her deep mature voice sexy and diplomatic. Gods, she was gorgeous and kinda intimidating where I was a small bean, they were the giants of this land towering over Pinkie and I.

Celestia had her signature flowing mane of pastel colors that glimmered like sunlight reflecting off of small bits of glass, it flowed in a invisible wind off to her right. Kind, beautiful magenta eyes looked at us, there was untold power behind them but they seem to be playful as well. Her muzzle was sharper than others her face a tad longer than Pinkie’s round one, with very soft and beautiful looking lips that constantly held a small smile. Her horn was twice the size of mine or Twilight’s and her body was slender but not fit like Applejack more just a natural slender like those with high metabolisms had.

Luna was as sexy as everyone made her in the fandom, her dusky blue fur was exotic as was her mane which was like looking at a living cosmos. Unlike in the show you could literally see constellations faze from one to another like a liquid. Her face shape was similar to Celestia’s showing their genetic similarities, her horn was a tad shorter as was her height compared to Celestia but she was just as regal. Beautiful azure blue eyes gazed upon me with curiosity and hesitancy, she seemed to be uncomfortable being here.

Her emotions were a lot more on display than Celestia, though considering that Luna hadn't been in contact with many ponies since her banishment would make her very out of practice to have poker politics face.

“Don’t worry my little ponies, I'm not here for anything serious.” she chuckled as Pinkie and I were sat at the table, “Just a few questions and then we are off to the dig site in San Palimo, Twilight wrote us a letter yesterday about finding very very old advanced ruin and we are heading there to make sure nothing there is magically dangerous to the kingdom.” she explained kindly, she must of been watching my expression as she gave me a small smirk. Reading me like a open book on why they were here, damn, you are good Celestia.

“So… um… what can we do for you Princess Celestia and Luna?” I said my voice squeaking with my nervousness, Luna spoke up this time.

“We were worried for the safety of the Element of Generosity’s sister. From the letter Lady Twilight has sent, you were at the epicenter of such a magical accident and we feared that some magical taint may have touched you.” Luna said, her voice husky it was completely different from the show's! It was rich, deeper than her sister's you could almost hear the fusion of both Nightmare Moon and regular Luna femininity then add that husky tone Rainbow Dash had. To be honest all I could think of was dark chocolate when listening to it.

The kind you definitely would wanna hear raptured in pleasure. I blushed deeply unable to help myself, Luna was a fan favorite for obvious reason and I was no different.

“You know what this calls for!! CUPCAKES!! Ooooo Princesses!! You gotta try my Blueberry Chocolate Surprise cupcakes!! I made a batch this morning!” Pinkie exclaimed turning into a cloud outline of her body as she moved faster than my visual cortex could manage. There was a ruckus in the kitchen a moment later, gee thanks Pinkie leaving me to the mercy of the Princesses.

Celestia put a hoof to her mouth as she snickered at Pinkie looking off toward the kitchen.

“Pinkie never did know how to act around us.” Celestia laughed softly, while Luna sighed but smiled faintly.

“Dearest Sweetie Belle, We have a few questions for you… We have gazed into your dreams and we were surprised at what we found.” Luna started, which I shrunk into a nervous ball, of course I would be found out by my dreams!! I dreamed of Discord for Celestia’s sake! Goodbye good world!! It was nice knowing you!

“Sweetie have you been feeling anything… off?” Celestia continued after her sister seeing my expression.

“Like, having urges to do something dangerous or wild more so than normal? Or perhaps strange things happening around you, simple things like a leaf being a different color than normal or a toy you have mysteriously missing?” she said smiling at me with a reassuring smile. I took a gulp of air, thanking whatever gods out there looking out for me that they didn't instantly figure out what I was and what I had done.

I shook my head slowly, I didn't have anything occur of that nature. Though I did have this feeling of lucridarity, nothing around me was set, but I assumed that was because of my mental state.

“I um… sometimes don't feel like I'm around anything stable sometimes. I… don’t remember much of my life.” I said looking down at the table. “It makes me feel lost.”

The sisters looked at one another, seeming to have a conversation between each other in the silence. Luna’s expression went from worried then to concerned while Celestia’s remained calm.

“Sweetie, have you had strange memories that… hmm how to put this… that I guess you could say weren't your own?” Celestia asked sipping from her cup.

I nodded, shit! I didn't mean to nod!! Fuck me over Christmas dinner! I opened my mouth to deny my physical betrayal but nothing came out. My voice failed me.

Another deep nonverbal conversation between the sisters as Luna motioned with her eyes toward me. I tried swallowing the nervous lump in my throat, I could feel a small bit of sweat trickle down my neck.

“Sweetie don't be alarmed but do you mind if we cast a small spell on you, we just wanna make sure everything is alright with your mana.” she said softly reassuring like a mother to a child who was at the doctors fearing the needle. I couldn't really refuse the diarchs they literally owned the sun that powered my planet.

“O-Okay, there… there isn't anything wrong with me is there?” I asked playing dumb.

“Of course not little one, we are simply making sure nothing is amiss.” Luna said in her best reassuring tone.

Celestia’s horn was suddenly wreathed in a golden light and she gave me a smile as she tilted her head toward me, Luna’s did the same hers a dusky moonlight colored aura of blue and white.

There was a soft warm feeling like being hugged. I gasped as suddenly there was a strange sensation inside of me, despite myself I snarled trying to rip myself away from the magic. It began to feel like I was being pulled apart which made me scream out, I thrashed in a wild trance of fear.

Color became blurry as my left eye burned hot.

Then nothing.

…

Celestia rushed over to the passed out filly, checking on her pulse and breath a sigh of deep relief she was alright, out cold, but alright. Luna looked at her breathing hard, the whole room had warped ever so slightly like a mirror funhouse. Their guards rushed in for the attackers but she waved them away with a wing.

“I was right… whatever happened to her in that ruin might of transferred enough chaos magic to start her on the path of a Chaos Lord.” Luna said grimly.

“I have been in Sweetie Belle’s dreams before and she has never had such chaos within her, fears of course she is young but never enough to shape into Discord himself. I was watching the filly have a conversation with him on par with the amount of nonsense he reeks.” she said standing over the filly herself.

“What shall we do sister?” Luna asked brushing away the filly’s hair to gaze upon the spider web like scar that ran down her horn and over her eye and cheek.

“We watch her, I'll have Gleaming Star watch her for any accidental chaos magic. You saw how she reacted to the Affinity Spell, it's not just chaos magic either she has a lot of light affinity too…” Celestia said looking over at her sister now.

“If we can guide her, we won't have another Discord three hundred years later.” Celestia said solemnly but resolutely.

“Tia, we can't let Discord get his claws on her you realize this, right?” Luna said softly. “We must start guiding her now otherwise she might spin wildly out of control of she is exposed to that much Chaos magic.” she urged her sister.

“I know Lulu, I've already seen the wards breaking around Discord’s statue. I plan on trapping him in a contract the moment he breaks free, you know how he can't resist a challenge. The Old Laws won't let the bearers be overwhelmed without a chance but Sweetie isn't them and I fear she might be lost in the crossfire…” Celestia said picking the unconscious filly in her muzzle then setting the tiny girl on her back.

“Sister, I think it best we take her with us to the castle have the Element of Generosity move with her, it is so we can keep a eye on both Discord’s return and Sweetie Belle for more signs. She is still in the very early stages, but eventually she might cause discourse without even realizing it is her doing it.” Luna suggested looking at the tiny filly on her sister's back.

“Luna… I agree with you but, I really do not want to rip her away from her home it might cause her to resent us and then not only would we have another Discord but a light wielding Sombra who also is out for blood.” She said nuzzling the small form of Sweetie Belle, worried for the youth who now bore a mark of chaos in her soul.

“Our dear Rarity would be consumed with worry as well as her parents if we told them now. I think the best we can do for now is watch and wait then step in when the time comes, Luna please edit her memories of this happening she wont understand what happened and that could lead to a deep mistrust of others. Meanwhile you and I will scout this ruin to see if any more marks of chaos hide within.” Celestia said seriously, Luna frowned but nodded her horn glowing and then lightly touching the filly’s head.

“Gleaming Star.” Celestia commanded and without a sound a cream yellow unicorn mare appeared in front of the Princess, she was a unicorn with alabaster white hair that was neatly tied back and the shimmer of her light bending armor made her appear bigger than she was.

“Yes, your majesty?” She said softly her voice quiet and soft.

“You are moving to Ponyville for undercover observation of this filly Sweetie Belle, you are to report to either I or Luna of anything related to chaos magic happening around her. Otherwise you are to keep your distance and not involve yourself in her private life, what she does is not our concern but if you detect chaos magic from her you are to report it immediately. I will arrange your accommodations this evening.” Celestia said with deep authority to the smaller mare.

“Is! Is War-Sweetie Belle alright!!?” Pinkie called catching herself, she saw Sweetie Belle passed out and the whole front foyer slightly warped like her funhouse mirror would show. Luna and Celestia looked at one another.

“Pinkie Pie, she is well, we had cast a spell that would reveal her magic as an aura. And, well, she is fine but we suspect she was marked by a chaotic force when she was shocked.” She said sighing, Pinkie gave a short curt nod but was sweating on the inside. What if Warm Smile had been right!? What if they get banished and or locked away as a paperweight! It made her want to do a Twilight panic dance.

“We have removed her memory of the visit Pinkie, we must be going soon in case there are other magical artifacts of potential ruin. Tell her nothing of this, she need not worry of the state of her magic.” Luna said which made Pinkie nod again looking a little withered.

“Pinkie we also ask you to watch over Sweetie Belle for any unusual magic, Gleaming Star here is going to be watching over her from a distance but we need somepony closer just in case as she knows you.” Celestia asked leaning down to the element of laughter and gently nuzzling her. Pinkie made a small noise but accepted the nuzzle with her own.

“O-Okay, I promise to help.” she said which Celestia smiled happy that she had convinced the element of laughter.

“Thank you Pinkie, your help is greatly appreciated.” she said in her motherly tone she used for all her subjects.

Sweetie Belle was transferred over to Pinkie who set the sleeping Sweetie on her back.

“Come Lulu, we must be off, tell the Cakes thank you for the wonderful tea.” Celestia said before making her way out into the street, ordering her guards to disperse before disappearing with Luna in a bright flash.

…

What is it with me and waking up in random weird places? I've passed out, fallen asleep or some other form on unconsciousness like seven times now. It was annoying in that I was tried all the time, I just thanked the heavens I wasn't cranky because I would bite the head off of anything that remotely moved if I was.

Mornings and their early things that happen. They can sod off for all I care.

So once again I open my eyes to a strange new area not know how or why I was here. I was staring up at a high dome ceiling with long windows and the sweet smell of cotton candy and carnival food was prevalent in the air.

I began to look down only to see a green alligator with deceptively vacant purple eyes on my chest I was wrapped in covers as well.

“Greetings Gummy, scholar and great philosopher of our time I am honored to be your bed rest.” I deadpanned, oooh I knew that little alligator was deep, the Slice of Life episode proved it.

The said philosopher continued to gave me a blank stare before it closed one eye in a wink, which I snorted with laughter. Was it just me or did I feel great? Like something had changed but I certainly didn't feel so… twitchy as before, less achey. I lifted my hooves to pick the alligator up and setting him down next to me.

“You know, I think it is not that the cutie mark defines us as individuals as a cutie mark is only a aspect of what we are. A defining instance of which brings us most joy shown in visual representation upon our flanks, while griffins and alligators might not have cutie marks they are given the gift of freedom of becoming talented in anything they wish to be. If I were to have a cutie mark and then switch them with somepony else's even though that talent calls to me I might not have any aptitude in said skill because I am simply not made for it

“Blank Flanks and all other species not yet defined are gifted with freedom of choosing their own path, a Griffon might learn a instrument not because a mark told him to but simply because it is what makes that individual happy to enjoy honing a skill even though you might not be destined to have it. I think that is beautiful and sad at the same time” I said to the alligator giving him my take on the deep philosophy of what defines us.

Gummy simply wagged his tail twice and gave me another wink.

“I would like to read your works on what defines us, after I learn how to read sir Gummy. And if you are able talk on the more sublime things such as the nature of the soul and magic.” I continued politely which I held out my hoof for the alligator which the alligator simply gave me a lick. Fair enough.

I looked around seeing Pinkie Pie’s bedroom first hand, it was… surprisingly clean for someone who used more confetti than a paper factory, I would of expected the paper and glitter combination to line every inch of the floor boards but here we were looking at a spick and span room.

Pinkie had a mirror right next to her bed and a rush of fear and excitement poured through my veins. This was going to be first contact, first time I was going to properly look at myself.

I shuffled around in the bed surprised at how light I felt, things didn't feel like a major effort to make my body listen to me. I could stand!!

Holy shit I can stand!! I took a tentative step forward only to completely lose my balance as the bed was waaay too uneven to walk properly on consider in it sank under my weight. I coughed feeling heat rush to my cheeks as Gummy seemed to laugh at me from his spot on the bed.

“Ha ha, yes funny, I've never been a small horse before Gummy.” I said with some attitude, as I pushed myself back up and sort of shimmy my way toward the part of the bed where I could see myself.

The surreal feeling of looking at yourself and someone else staring back at you flooded my heart as I looked into the mirror.

There I was… Sweetie Belle, I slowly waved a hoof and they waved a hoof back seeing the white grey hoof move slowly where I moved it. I was pretty, a lot of my genetic features were similar to Rarity showing how similar we were as sisters. The slightly upturned nose with soft filling lips, my ears moved on their own without my input but I didn't really feel them move anymore. My mane was a curly mess, the light grey and pinks blending together that ponies could ever have as natural colouration.

What got me was my eyes, they were a lichen green and looked at my reflection with a intelligence that betrayed my youthful features. My left eye glowed, seriously it glowed like it had a flashlight behind it with molten flecks of arcane blue that seemed to pulse like lightning or something again to blood. I peered closer finding that the molten flecks of blue shifted throughout my iris and even into my pupil where a white light seemed to glimmer like a movie reel projector in the deep darkness of the black pupil.

I could see the scars too, they were like spiderwebs of dark ivory that ran down my horn over my eye and eyelid then into my cheek. It was kinda cool and pretty after you got over the fact it was a scar of my flesh burning from the heat of lighting.

I lightly touched my face seeing my reflection do the same, lifting my hair so that I could see under my long bangs the scar continued up into my hairline and even onto my ear but it was smaller than over the eye and cheek.

I took a shaky breath, reminding myself this was real and not some madman’s delusion. I slid down the side of the bed fo get closer to the mirror.

I was delighted to find I had strength in my limbs! There was still the occasional twitch, but I could stand without any effort, I clumsily moved my hooves forward swaying in an attempt to maintain balance. This was harder than it looked.

To many limbs to control, hell I still didn't know how to control my tail which I could see simply hung limply down over my butt. Right, I need to sort that out sooner or later. I cheated the first time when I went to the bathroom by simply holding my tail in front of me and away from myself.

But who knows what might happen if I needed to go, I really didn't want to ruin my tail.

I sat down in front of the mirror seeing myself up close, it was hard to believe I was there. I looked down seeing the reflection of my small breasts, they were standard and nothing to really talk about. Breasts were breasts even if they weren't on my breast currently.

I shifted on the floor boards now acutely aware of my naked sex as it was pressed between myself and the hardwood, it was an odd sensation but similar to if I were male and had my ballsack on hardwood. Aware that it was there but not turned on by the action, I had self control apparently but not enough to not be curious of what I looked like.

I stood back up and turned my body slowly seeing how tiny I was, everyone else was twice my size as I imagined say Pinkie standing next to me, I would come to her chest in full straight height including my horn. I continued to turn wobbly taking one hoof and hooking my tail to pull it away.

My soft petals of my marehood stared back at me, I was a soft pink peach color like how I saw on Rarity. The mons of my sex were rather on the larger side but clearly equine in look, the very tip of my clitoris peeked out from the hood which I tried to flex muscles and felt that weird squeezing the clitoris flaring as it winked. I felt my face catch fire as mix of excitement and guilt tore its way through me, I quickly looked around waiting for any sort of sound to alert me to anyone else in the area.

With the same hoof that I held my tail back I shifted it behind myself and pulled at one of my flanks. I saw myself spread apart and seeing the deeper pink insides of my sex open. I let out a sigh of pleasure from the act and quickly let go sitting down so I didn't get myself caught.

I… um… well I felt perverted, but in such a way I felt both guilty and excited about it. I wonder what it would be like to have Apple Bloom press herself against my own…

GAH!!

I felt myself burn up as I imagined being sandwiched between Scootaloo and Apple Bloom, both of them biting my sensitive ears and giving me long kisses and nuzzles against my neck as I was helpless as a pile of marshmallow fluff between two hot graham crackers.

I let out a shuddering breath feeling my love spot tingle and twitch with its it's own excitement.

A deep part of me desired for that particular scenario, it… it would be a experience.

I looked cuter than a marshmallow cookie as I blushed, my cheeks red along with my neck and ears. Looks like I was a full head blush type of mare, which made it all the more hotter as I could almost feel the soft nibbles of Apple Bloom whispering how pretty I was when I blushed.

I shifted uncomfortably in front of the mirror.

Better get going and doing something before I start masturbating in one of my all time favorite pony’s bedroom.

I got up shakily as I concentrated on just walking forward toward the door. It took five minutes but it seemed I had a natural rhythm that I was supposed to follow and if I didn't think about it I could walk normally, but the moment I thought about it I nearly fell onto my face.

So it was a struggle of desiring a direction, being aware of myself but not thinking too hard about it as I moved my limbs.

It was such a weird thing feeling your knees go naturally backward rather than forward, but it didn't cause me pain or discomfort so I pressed on.

Elation of being able to walk now was sublime, I could move where I wanted and I seriously hoped that this wasn't temporary like I had gathered a good burst of energy from my cat nap to walk around then crash not half a hour later.

I managed to reach the door to the third floor of the Sugar Cube Corner, the handle was a pull down as expected but the major issue I was having was I would have to get on my hind legs to really get a good enough grip to pull it down and forward.

I steeled myself to hop up into the wood door, my front hooves hit the solid painted green wood and I shimmied over to the door handle.

Only for the door to open and I yelp as I fell forward, smacking my nose against the hard floor. My eyes went crossed eyed as the stinging sensation of hitting your nose made me hiss, eyes watering.

“Oh!! Warm Smile!! I'm so sorry!” Pinkie’s voice said from above me as I felt her hooves wrapped around me and pull me up.

“I, well I didn't expect you to be here… at the door. Are you feeling better? You couldn't even move much on my back but now you are trotting around fine?” Pinkie asked concerned.

“I wouldn't say trotting around yet, more like trying to be a walrus with legs and hoping for the best.” I said rubbing my nose and sniffing loudly, gods that stung.

“When I woke up I felt better than ever, still a little twitchy but pretty good! Um, Pinkie why and when did I just pass out and end up in your bed?” I asked looking over at the ponk pony just inches away from me.

Pinkie gave me this nervous smile that I could literally read that she was trying to think of something up as she looked to her left.

“You, uh, you got tired on the way to sugar cube corner you just ended up passing out, so I brought you up to my room to rest! Ahahahaaa…” she trailed off which I gave her a look that said I didn't believe her lie. None of these ponies were good at lying, which I guess was a good thing because being honest is a virtue.

“Okay, well, now that I can walk sorta, let's have that cupcake yeah?” I gave her a cheery smile which I could see the relief that I wasn't going to pressure her on the subject.

“GREAT!! I've laid them out actually, follow me to the kitchen!” she bounced further into the hall stopping to watch me fumble around like a drunk gorilla.

I felt hesitant to try the stairs but Pinkie was there the entire time as I basically crawled down the steps to keep me from breaking my neck.

Now you would guess this is where I become the snarky sarcastic human in Equestria, I can walk sorta and now I'm not confined to the rules of the road or the vehicles of pony nature. Destined to bring the works of Monty Python and antics of Discord into a beautiful discordant harmony of dry humor.

To be honest I still felt a bit of fear, I was Sweetie Belle and if Sweetie Belle wasn't a sardonic man who forgot his towel when hitchhiking into another universe then I would be blowing my cover. I shouldn't complain, at least I wasn't the bowl of petunias plummeting to its demise.

My stupid filly brain kept telling me that I was going to get into trouble and it made me tremble at the thought of telling anyone besides the Element of Laughter, well maybe Fluttershy since she is very very nice.

I didn't want to go to the moon, I wanted to explore Mars for goodness sake!! At least I could try to Martian it up there! I just didn't know if Celestia was that kind of Celestia, you know the ones, the ones that put on a good show of being nice and good but will actually slam your ass into Tartarus faster than you can say Kratos.

If I remember correctly from my mythology, Hades was a cold desolate place that was mainly a big waiting room for the flow of souls in Styx and Tartarus was it's more less reputable cousin of torture and demise. I really didn't want to roll a boulder up a hill for the rest of eternity thanks, I'd rather be a weirdo on the surface.

“Hooves are harder than I thought they would be, I feel like I'm walking on all fours…” I said thoughtlessly as I continued down the stairs, Pinkie giggled trying to hide her amusement.

“You are, silly filly~” she snickered as I blushed at the mare, I huffed.

“I use to walk on two legs you know, my kind look like minotaurs especially in the torso and arms department. Then our heads and legs look like a chimpanzees features, when I get the hang of holding things i’ll draw you a picture… just be warned it's going to get anime real fast.” I warned as she snickered more, stupid sexy Pinkie being cute and sexy!!

“What's anime? Does it taste good?” she asked curious now, I gaped at her. Of course she didn't know the majesty of anime, time to enlighten this poor lost soul.

Three hours, one rant about Evangelion, a slight mental break down about ecchi, and a serious debate on cartoon vs anime later

“-And that is why we should always believe in Lord Kamina that believes in us and Saint Simon who will always do the impossible and break the unbreakable and kick reason to the curb for our wretched souls amen.” I finished in a prayer to the great Kamina and his disciple Saint Simon.

“But I thought we should always thank the Log for its protection and divine providence to all ninja? I think you said Naruto taught the way of the Log and all its sacrifices for shinobi lives and we should be thankful, amen" she added at the end a slight glaze coming over her eyes as she said it.

“Thy Kawarimi no Jutsu shall always be our love, come let us say a psalm for the Log.

And the willow sayeth unto the ninja: ‘wherefore dost I weep? 'tis tears of joy, as thy kin and mine together fell thine foes, who would bring the axe and torch to the wood. The log ist thine ally, and mine kin. Calling upon the log, is to call upon me. To aid thee in battle, I weep my tear of joy.’

and the ninja spoke: ‘Yea, thee and thine kin shall forever be blessed among me and mine kin. For thine bravery will never be forgotten.'

-Book of the Log, Song of the Willow, verses 1-4”

We chanted together in a reverent tone, our eyes glazed over in the glory of the Log. Mr. Cake coughed from the doorway looking at us both in concern.

“A-Are you two alright there?” He asked walking into the kitchen with a empty tray from the front to the sink.

“Hmm? What's a matter Mr. Cake?” Pinkie asked snapping out of the glazed look like nothing had happened, what were we doing again?

“You guys were talking about a chunk of wood the same way a cult does…” He said in a off hoof sort of way.

“Huh? I don't remember, do you Pinkie?” I asked looking over at my friend, she shrugged and shook her head looking just as confused as I did.

“Ooookay.” Mr. Cake said looking between us with a nervous smile, “Well, I'll be over here.” he said making his way back out of the kitchen.

“Mr. Cake is really awkward.” I said to Pinkie after the stallion in questioned left, Pinkie just snickered trying to hide her laughter of her employer and house owner.

“Yeah, he is super nice but he can be very awkward at times.” she chirped.

“Hey do you think we could be ninjas? They sound really cool!!”

“Well it would be kinda hard to perform ninjutsu without hand seals. Is mana like chakra?” I asked her which she shrugged. “Well the moment I figure out how to control my mana I am making a Rasengan. Pinkie if we do this we gotta do it together, Shinobi don't work alone they have squad mates.”

“Yeah!! BELIEVE IT!! I'm with you Warm Smile!” she said eating another blueberry chocolate surprise cupcake, the surprise was thankfully yummy which was raspberry filling. I munched on the last one feeling quite full from eating them.

Now that our Nindo way was set into stone, we talked about a whole bunch of other dorky stuff. Pinkie really liked the idea of Ouran High Host Club and defiantly was going to try something like it at some point. I was really surprised I could remember all these anime in such detail, hell now that I think about it, I could remember a lot of things down to word for word of the books I had read before…

They say that the brain actually doesn't forget anything rather the information is simply stored away as useless to the individual and is often forgotten for better information. I could recall in amazing detail of every movie, anime, cartoon, book, and field of study I knew.

It surprised me to find out that I had been a physics major with a minor in quantum mechanics. If I had a chalkboard I could rewrite everything my Professor had ever written down and it was freaky. Freaky that I could remember things in such detail.

Is this what Sherlock felt when he had his mind palace to prance around in? Because it was cool and freaky, cuz I knew I couldn't do that before. I decided to keep that tidbit to myself, just another alien thing to add to the mental construct of weirdness.

It's not like knowing the Newton's of gravitational force on my body was going to help me in a land of reality warping magic. Like teleportation for example, it required a shit ton of energy to even perform but Twilight does it on a whim so the theoretical power it would take to transfer trillions of atoms from one point across space and time and remain intact was just pure madness.

Different reality different rules, it did make me ache for a book on the laws of physics here though. I want to reaaaaad.

Now I was just beginning to sound like Twilight.

Pinkie and I spent some more time just talking about random things that came to our heads.

“Party Magic.” Pinkie said looking at me like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“So… what? That's it? All the bending of time and space, the cupcakes hidden in every corner of Ponyville boils down to just.” I said rubbing my head, this made too much sense.

“Party Magic!!” Pinkie squeaked happily, throwing confetti from nowhere.

“I've always had it! After my cutie mark, all of it just became clear! Party magic is magic of parties and I get to make ponies laugh and have fun when I use it~” she hummed in her sing song voice.

My life crumbled all around me as the explanation was just to simple. Or overly vague, I didn't know which bothered me more.

“So… so that's it, just magic?” I asked straining my voice.

“Yep!” she replied just as chipper.

“Well, buck.” I mumbled under my breath, “Didn't Twilight nearly drive herself insane trying to figure that out?” I asked.

“She didn't believe me, ‘Pinkie, there isn't such a thing as party magic so please tell me how you really do it’” she said imitating Twilight’s stern voice, which I couldn't help but laugh at that.

Eventually after a while Pinkie guessed it would be good to head out and enjoy the rest of the day outside, and to get some practice with walking and maybe even galloping. I certainly didn't feel tired, so we did just that.

“Is that Derpy!!?” I squealed when I saw the cute and clumsy mailmare flutter overhead, she was flying in a very crooked line but I think it was because of her bad depth perception. I bounced with excitement, I wanted to meet her, she was a ultimate favorite of the fandom and I was no exception of my love for the mare.

I waved to her which she smiled and waved back, nearly flying into a window but she managed to collect herself to avoid the building her bag of mail pulling at her.

“You know Derpy?” Pinkie asked looking up at the mare herself.

“Well, kinda, I have a very general idea of her. I know she is very good friends with Doctor Whooves, and that she is a mailmare. She has a eye problem doesn't she?” which my mouth was covered by Pinkie’s hoof making a shush motion.

“Derpy is very sensitive about that, please don't talk about it around her it’ll hurt her feelings.” Pinkie said in a hushed tone looking off where the mare had flown off too, then placed her hoof down which I coughed and rubbed my face. Dirt tasted bad.

“Sorry, like I said I dont know a lot of stuff.” I whispered back. Pinkie smiled and gave me a quick nuzzle on the cheek.

“Its okay, just ask me about anypony I know everypony in town.”

So I asked.

…

Twilight let out a frustrated sigh, slamming her book down and pulling the incomprehensible language taken from the ruin in front of her. Symbols and glyphs stared back at her, mocking her.

The language had no origin she could find, she had even gone through eighteen dead languages dating further back than sixteen thousand years ago when not even the three great tribes were together but only small nomadic units traveled across Equestrian soil.

She felt like ripping her mane out, the others were already saying nopony could of made this structure and that it was aliens. She didn't want to jump to conclusions but the more she researched the more the possibility of this being non-Equis became palpable!

What's worse is that the CMC inadvertently found the rest of the ruin and by Celestia did it make her doubt no species in Equestria could build such a structure.

What was thought to be a couple unearthed rooms with strange languages upon the metal surfaces, turned out to be a mega structure so utterly massive that she suspected that it stretched out the entirety of the San Palimo and gave a reason why the desert was there in the first place.

The ruin was mind boggling, the first level was only the tip of the iceberg. The first couple of rooms simply descended with a few strange structures and signs that primitive beings had once used it as a home. Then after you step onto a certain pattern of symbols a door that was seamless from the wall opened into the first row.

The first row was simple when entering there was fifty doors evenly spread across the righthoof side, then to the left was a guard rail into the massive expanse that had row after row of doors and stairways on the other side that descended down, down into a light she could not quite describe, it was darker up at the top but the further you looked down the brighter it became almost blinding if you looked to hard.

Each door had the alien letters placed above, and seemed to be a numerical system as reported by a scout who ran down the long pathway. The place hummed with magic and energy should could not even begin to understand and it drove her insane with all the questions.

The room that Sweetie Belle and her friends had found was the eighth door from the main entrance. The room itself was simple a ten hoof by ten hoof metal room with a textured metal floor, it had a light fixture at the very center of the room’s ceiling giving enough light one could see everything in the room.

What made the room interesting was that it was covered in these pulsing metal wires with some kind of cylindrical terminal directly aligned with the door.

All the wires seemed to come from the cylinder and spread out into complex patterns and dare she say it crystal circuitry integrated into the patterns and they were so complex not even the science experts with her could make heads or tails of of what it did.

The terminal as she called it was inert, all the life seemed to have been drained from it save for when you approached. Then it would come to life, and colored images would flicker across the surface, alien symbols that trickled down in swirling patterns of complex algorithms that made her head hurt when studying them.

She had spent the day before just staring at the terminal, watching as images of alien creatures and cities flickered across the surface. She so desperately wanted to know what the symbols said but when she all but gave up hope letters she recognize appeared, they were very old mountain Earth pony scriptures that was used today in runecraft and the words tore her heart in half.

All it had said was one single word.

“Deceased.”

With that single word, it caused her head hunt for anything, anything at all that was old as the Mountain Scripture but no matter how long she looked there was nothing else that was recognizable.

She had theories forming, but they were too early to make assumptions but so far just from that room it seemed to be a repository of some kind, maybe of a long long dead culture or even species that had lived before the first ponies that walked Equis.

Twilight placed the book on language ciphers away into her bag, muttering under her breath.

This was exciting, exhilarating in fact but also terrifying. She had written a letter directly to the princesses about this development, her fears must of bled into her words of the possible great unknown of what lies at the bottom of the endless rows of walkways.

She shortly received a quickly worded letter from her mentor on the situation and that she would be arriving after checking on Sweetie Belle for further magical abnormalities in case whatever the structure had done to her altered her in any way.

Twilight took a deep breath today was going to get very hectic.

To be honest she kinda just wanted to head back home and not think about the implications of a massive possibly alien structure under the San Palimo.

It wasn't long till the Princesses arrived, they appeared at the edge of the whole operation with a bright flash of light. Twilight instantly came running toward her mentor to meet her.

“Princesses! I’m so glad you are here!” She said panting a little from the heat and because she was out of shape so a short gallop made her weeze just a bit. Celestia bent down to nuzzle Twilight on the cheek while Luna simply looked on toward the dig site.

“I’m glad you contacted us as soon as you did my Twilight. From your letter this ruin is not like any other in Equestria is it?” She asked her head towering over the purple mare as she too looked toward the ruined pillars that marked the entrance into the cavernous ruin.

“No, we have been trying to wrap our heads around just the size and the state it is in. I, myself, have been pouring over every known language in Equestria and beyond but none of these symbols even remotely correlate to any text we have scrounge up…” She sighed looking downcast, then slightly annoyed.

“A lot of the archeologist are suggesting this is alien in nature, its far too advanced for anything of our species can make. It… It has even me baffled.” She said with a slight edge in her voice, as if the fact that the ruin was possibly even to advanced for her made her roil in anger.

“We shall see, Lady Twilight. We are much older than thee and have seen things that are not quite recorded in historias.” Luna said in a respectful tone, not belittling her intelligence but letting her know that some things can’t be found in books.

“It is true my faithful student, we have seen things happen during our time that was not recorded properly or even recorded at all due to circumstance.” Celestia followed up on her sister’s claim.

Twilight just nodded and had them follow her, filling them in with everything they knew so far, their plans to explore the first floor doors and to attempt to send a team to find the bottom floor.

Celestia froze the moment they came into the room where the entrance to the cavern lay sealed.

A single symbol appeared where the door would be.

It was a empty circle with a single dot at the very center, three perfectly straight lines surrounded the circle as if somepony took a upside down Y and erased the center so the circle in the middle would be clear.

Celestia breathed out a hiss of air as all the hair on her coat stood on end, she knew this symbol and she now knew this was going to be more dangerous than ever. If they were here, she could not assure the safety of her sister and Twilight.

“Sister are you alright?” Luna asked not seeing the problem, her sister would be too young to know what this symbol meant. Her great grandfather wore the very same symbol around as a medallion and he had dreaded to even speak of the meaning.

“Remember Me…” She whispered, all the ponies present felt the air become electrified as the symbol glowed from a cyan blue, to a gold, then to a deep royal purple. There was a great rumble far far off in the distance deep underground.

“P-Princess, w-what was that?” Twilight spoke her voice trembling, she looked up at her mentor with worry

“Twilight, Luna… This symbol is the crest of one of the Greater Lords of Chaos, my… Our great grandfather long long ago when he was still a colt made a deal with this Lord.” She said feeling shame and bitterness of what her great grandfather had done.

“Greater Lord of Chaos? ‘tis not Discord a Lord?” Luna asked taking a single step back, as did Twilight.

“Discord is only a small fish in a infinite ocean… Mother never got to teach you the Old Laws like she had to me, there are many Lords of Chaos Luna. But there are only Three Greater Lords, they are older than space and time itself and unpredictable beyond any reason.” She said as the purple glow of the symbol seemed to mock her and her blood.

“W-What do you mean Princess? W-What was the deal?” Twilight swallowed, now she really did want to go home.

“Our Great Grandfather only told me once, but when Silver Nova was a colt the Elements of Harmony did not exist…” Twilight gasped her ears splayed back, Luna’s eyes went wide her nostrils flaring as she seemed to stumble at this news.

“It was only after his dealing with the Chaos Lord that, he had the power to gather the energies of Friendship and Harmony and solidify them into the elements we know today.” She said looking away from the symbol.

“What was the thing our grandfather offered in return?” Her voice shook as she said this, Celestia gave a old weary smile.

“Remember Me… It was the only thing he would say of it. I didn't understand it because I was so young, but I wear the amulet he wore. On his deathbed, he gave me the amulet and held my hoof so tight that I thought it was going to break, he managed to tell me something other than just Remember Me. ‘Remember… Remember… Remember that what is lost, so it may never be found again. Remember Me so I may forget myself, tears of oceans across skies of blood.’” She quoted her grandfather, the mad ramblings he had before his death.

He had been so desperate, so scared.

Celestia cast a quick spell showing that around her neck was a gold amulet with the same symbol carved deep into the metal, it was not large and one could mistake it as common jewelry but it made Luna and Twilight’s skin crawl.

“This is madness Tia! A Lord of Chaos is the reason why we have the elements!? They reek discourse and disharmony if not reformed!” She said stamping her hoof down at the insanity.

“Twilight… I'm sorry but we cannot continue the search of this place, it is far too dangerous, I am going to have to shut down the operation for national security.” She said looking to her student, who looked terrified and nodded quickly. A stab of pain squeezed her heart seeing her student and adoptive daughter so scared.

“Tia!” Luna argued which the older sister held up her hoof, silencing her.

“Luna, please take Twilight up to the surface and swear everypony here that this place is now Royal Property and that it needs to be vacated immediately. I will not set a deadline but if they do not leave I will have to arrest them.” Celestia said her voice hard and stern as Luna looked like she might explode, but soon after a stare off with her sister she complied.

Twilight and Luna walked past her as she stared forward, her face impassive, this was for the best. Once they were gone she let out a tired sigh, she hated being that way but if she wanted to keep the world the way it was the less who knew the better.

A musical chime, like the tinkling of small wind chimes echoed across the room.

The seamless door opened to a bright light, that could even blind her.

A chill ran up her spine as she took a step forward into the light.

“My heart has returned.”

…

“I don't get it.”

“Look the one with the curve left and dash through it is the ‘Ah’ sound then the one next to it is the ‘A’ sound like apple and art.”

“It looks like somepony decided to scribble a bunch of lines together, is what it looks like.”

Pinkie gave me a slightly exasperated sigh, we were in Ponyville park with a children's book of alphabets for foals. The quick stop to the library had been fantastic, Spike was just as cute and dorky as he was in the show and I couldn't stop nuzzling him cuz I was so excited. He gave Pinkie a weird look when I was hugging on him and blamed it it on the drain bamage.

I didn't mind, Spike was the best dragon ever so I really didn't care.

Anyhow now here I was on a park bench next to a very pretty water fountain, Pinkie had a pencil behind her ear as there was a few workbooks for alphabet practice and grammar. My hoofwriting was horrifying and it looked less like someone trying to write more so than a madman with a pencil.

Still Pinkie was being my tutor and had been nice enough to find old word practice books and begin the path of learning a whole other language.

We’ve been at this a whole hour now probably around four in the afternoon now, I looked up watching Pinkie go over my ineligible writing in the workbook. She was softly mouthing out the words I had written and occasionally bit the eraser head of the pencil in concentration.

She was beautiful, she probably didn't know what she was doing could turn heads and make stallion’s hearts beat a little quicker. The way her curly pink hair fell over her face when she bent forward, or how those baby blue eyes could reflect the light in just a way they seemed to glow, how she could be so graceful with just a small shift of her body.

Her lips were so soft looking, the very subtle difference in colouration as her lips were ever so darker than the pink of her fur.

My heart beat a little bit quicker itself and I swallowed a dry swallow, I really wanted to kiss her and I just met her today. Though I guess for me it seemed a lifetime of knowing someone from a distance.

Even that someone had been a cartoon as I've known her, but I didnt discount that somewhere sometime some universe that she was just as real as me. I just happen to get extremely lucky to even wake up in such a situation where I get to meet and get to know Pinkimena Diane Pie in the flesh.

Of course my filly brain had no inhibitions of telling her how beautiful she was.

“You are so beautiful.” I breathed only half aware of the words coming from my lips, which I pulled back on the wheel feeling myself spin out of control for a moment as Pinkie Pie looked up her expression confused for a second before a blush spread across her face. She blinked a few times before looking off giving a small modest chuckle and a half embarrassed smile.

“huh? O-oh… I-I’m not that beautiful, silly.” she said trying to shrug off the compliment, she fiddled with the pencil in her hooves as my own blush spread across my face.

“T-Thank you though…” she whispered, I coughed giving a quick nod as I turned back to the scribbles.

“Sorry… its it's kinda hard to keep things to myself, this filly brain doesn't have any inhibitions when it comes to thoughts and my words.” I said with a light laugh, rubbing my horn. There was a thin layer of skin over the whole horn while not orgasmic in touch like in some fanfictions, touch did feel nice. Supposedly as Pinkie’s limited knowledge on unicorn physiology suggests is that the skin there allows unicorns to sense the mana in the air for spells.

“No! No it's fine you don't have to apologize.” Pinkie said giving me a blushing smile. “It just surprised me is all.”

“I know but… it's just kinda weird because of who I am, I don't even know what Sweetie Belle thinks of all this and what I'm doing. I guess I just feel kinda guilty.” I said rubbing my arm.

“Guilty about what?” She asked leaning forward, she did that when she was eager to know something.

“Well… um… it's embarrassing.” I said trying not to look into Pinkie’s eyes, but she waited for me to continue. I really didn't want to scare Pinkie off with my own strange sexual fantasies so I opted for a more reasonable approach still true but less embarrassing.

“So I feel guilty about being Sweetie and taking advantage of all the love she gets… I… I really never had a lot of close contact, and everypony here thinks they are nuzzling on Sweetie when they are nuzzling on me.” I said in a sad dejected tone, it was true all the love I got was because everyone thought I was Sweetie Belle.

“I feel like I've deprived Sweetie of those feelings for her.”

“Warm Smile stop.” Pinkie said holding up a hoof, I looked up at her with a frown on my face.

“I don’t know much about human culture or anything, but I do know that everypony here would love you just as much. You are super nice Smiley, you think a lot like Twilight and then you start to run yourself over with your own momentum. You care about me, and my friends and seem to want to know the ponies here, I dont think anypony here would care if you got hugs or kisses through Sweetie.” she said reaching over and bringing me into a hug and kissing me on the forehead.

I gave a tentative smile, feeling that weird lump in my throat fade away. I hugged her back feeling better and less guilty.

“Now! Let's see how you did!” she chirped as she took the scribbles from my own workbook and took her pencil to mark me on my grammar and lettering.

I sighed this was going to be a long lesson.

By the second hour of learning how to write and read, I was worn out that burst of energy I had was ebbing away making me tired. Pinkie suggested heading home and I agreed, we gathered up the books and Pinkie showed me something awesome.

Apparently hammer space was a thing, but there could only be like one or two things in the space at a time. Pinkie informed me that with her party magic she could hold up to twenty to thirty items all it required was a bit of imagination and a desire for said object. It was similar to a pocket, and a significant bump could knock whatever you had in the space out back into the world. Cultivating your magic allowed the pocket dimension to deepen allowing for more items to be held but sometimes items can be lost in the space.

So it was a very risk and reward sort of balance, most who didn't want their items to be lost usually carried saddlebags for anything more than their wallet or purse.

It was strange having a object in the pocket space, because I could feel it hovering at my side but unseen and intangible until I wanted it to be.

It was seriously cool.

Pinkie helped me find my way home, giving me a hoof when my energy dropped so much I yawned and blinked slowly. Today was a very good day, I got to hang out with one of my favorite ponies, got to see myself, got to walk by myself. Lots of progress in such a short time, it felt good!

“Will you come see me tomorrow?” I asked yawning again as we weaved our way through the streets of Ponyville.

Pinkie giggled nuzzling my cheek, I purred and nuzzled her back ever since the talk about feeling guilty, Pinkie had been a bit more lovey dovey on me and it felt good. Maybe if humans had been more like this we wouldn't be so hard and cold, hugs were the best, nuzzles were like kisses and all of it made my heart feel warm.

It certainly added some pep in my step.

“I want to Smiley, but I have work tomorrow and I think school starts for you as well.” I frowned, ugh school I would rather eat grass even though grass kinda tasted like spring greens.

Still better than sitting in a stuffy schoolhouse and listen to Cheerilee drone on about things I probably knew. Nothing against Cheerilee of course the mare was the definition of sexy school teacher, and her dressing up in that cheerleader outfit during the cart race? In the wise words of Johnny Bravo; ‘Oooooh mama, HA HUH HM!’ was adequate to describe her.

“I have to go to school?” I asked incredulously about the audacity to even put me in school.

“Yes you silly filly, You might be somepony different but you are still in Sweetie Belle and she goes to school. Since you are trotting on your own now, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo would be excited to see you and Rarity even though she might not look like it she is a very busy mare.” Pinkie said somehow with amazing dexterity picked me up by her head and slid me down her neck onto her back after I stumbled because my body was so tired.

“Well looks like I have no choice but to ride off toward my doom then.” I grumbled which Pinkie just laughed again that kind that was a belly laugh, I could feel the vibrations of her laughter under me.

“If anything you and Sweetie Belle have that in common, you both don't really want to go to school. Rarity has to push Sweetie out of the house to get her to go to school.” She snickered, which I just gave a mock disgusted sound.

This made her laugh even more, which in my book was the prettiest sound. I can't help but be smitten with her, she was literally one of my idea girls. Happy and full of laughter, the kind that had a lot of love to give.

The trip home was quicker than I thought and the Carousel boutique peaked out from above a few buildings in the way but the open sprawl of the building itself came into view.

“Raaaaarriiitttyyyy~♡♡♡” Pinkie called as she and I hopped in through the door, Rarity jumped probably about three feet into the air giving a terrified squeak knocking over a ponyquinn in her fright of Pinkie’s loud voice.

Pinkie and I quickly dashed over to make sure she was alright.

“O-Oh hello dears, you rather caught me off guard.” She chuckled as she took Pinkie’s hoof and helped herself up. “I was in the middle of cleaning up for the day.”

The boutique didn't look much different but the dresses stand fabrics she had out earlier this morning were now gone and the ponyquinns didn't have any fabrics on the anymore. Rarity gave Pinkie a kiss and a nose rub before nuzzling me in hello.

“Good to see you two are alright, how was your day darling?” She asked as she picked up the fallen ponyquinn and righted it.

“We had a fantastirific super fun day!! We ate a whole bunch of cupcakes and talked about bunches of stuff like drawings and movies!! Sweetie even was well enough to walk!!” Pinkie bounced while still having me on her back, I felt slightly car sick.

“Oh goodness, that is wonderful news!! I guess it wasn't as bad as we thought was it?” Rarity smiled happily that I was well again.

“I'm tired now though, I guess I had a big burst of energy from the cupcakes.” I said smiling back at my sister.

“Well, I'm going to make supper, after you eat you can trot off to bed to get some rest. Pinkie my love, would you care to stay over for dinner? As a treat for watching Sweetie Belle for the day?” Rarity asked giving the pink mare another nose rub.

“Come on Pinkie, please stay over for dinner!” I begged, if I was going to go to school tomorrow I was going to spend the most time with my favorite pony today. Pinkie seemed like she wanted to politely refuse but she caved after we both gave her eager stares.

She blushed and nodded which we both giggled and gave her a hug.

After being placed down I walked over to the couch and hopped onto it while Rarity and Pinkie chatted to one another. Laying my head down on one of the plush pillow and taking a deep breath to relax, who knew this walking business could take so much out of you.

Rarity and Pinkie disappeared off into the kitchen probably to help with the cooking since Pinkie was a excellent gourmet chef as it was one of her passions from our talks about ourselves. The unfortunate fact was that Pinkie’s cutie mark was that of making ponies happy and because of that one of her favorite things in the world like cooking she would never have the same skill or talent as one with a chef cutie mark.

Sure she could work her way to the top, but she would never become the true elite of the cooking world not that she cared about becoming famous, but she did admire the ponies, diamond dogs, griffins, and even dragons who rated the top of the culinary ladder because of either of cutie marks or the innate magic of the griffins and dragons and the unearthly dexterity of the Diamond dogs.

Seemed unfair in a way, Pinkie had after all did her best on the rock farm to eat something other than rock based foods and add a bit of flavor to her family's lives.

That's when her love of cooking and baking came to light, but her talent was not to be what she liked before. She is happy though, she doesn't regret or is bitter that her cutie mark was something she wasn't expecting. Rather she took her talent into stride and became the best party pony of Ponyville.

Cheese Sandwich not counting due to him being the blessed Weird Al incarnate, and I doubt there would be anyone that could compete with him other than Pinkie.

Party Favour was just Party Favour, other than a name he was just a background character to fill in named ponies for Starlight Glimmer’s village. I didn't even want to touch that place, talk about big brother bullshit there or was it more The Giver sort of bullshit?

Either way it wasnt good.

There was the sound of pots and pans moving in the kitchen as I lay there just enjoying the softness of the couch.

“Rarity, the princesses--” Pinkie’s muffled voice wafted from the back, making my ears perk up, what about the princesses?

“-Mark of Chaos.”

A what of what now? My hearing was good but whatever was said was still lost on me as I strained my ears to hear more.

There was more shuffling and the clack of hooves on wood, along with the smell of bell peppers and onions being made. I drooled a little, kinda made you wish for some kind of steak but I don't think my body would be even able to digest red meats. Maybe something really light like fish, but I doubt Rarity could eat a fish.

“is she going to-- corruption?” Rarity’s voice came through in the distance.

“No the princess--” another clank of plates being set down, “me and somepony else.”

It was about half a hour of this whispering but most of it became less about what the princesses were doing and more on their own lives, I even heard some more saucy things being said and a soft groan before being reprimanded for it. That made me blush hard imagining that my sister and Pinkie Pie were being very forward towards one another.

When dinner time came around I was daydreaming in my spare time wishing I could read. I was thinking of magic and how I wanted to live out my fantasy of becoming a ultimate wizard of battle magic, I could see myself (still as Sweetie Belle because I couldn't remember my own body) standing among the writhing mass of a skeleton army, imps and hell barons roaring in the distance as I stood proud and beautiful above them all.

My pink and light purple hair flowing from the sheer mana I had, a few scars across my face from run ins of my demon and monster hunting trips. This was it, I Arch Battle Mage Stellar Supernova stood between the light and the army of darkness. I pulled the very celestial stars from the sky scattering them across the demon horde causing massive explosions to rupture across the barren landscape.

Ancient words of power pouring from my mouth as I readied a army killer spell of my own design the power coursing through not just my horn but my very being making every hair on my body stand up with the raw power.

“Awaken!! Anima: Prelude of Thought!!” I would yell as reality tore itself apart as even the gods watched on in awe as a angel created from my very soul descended upon the battlefield. It was too huge to even comprehend as a titan miles high sword made of the very fabric of magic dance across the landscape before the sword faded the angel disappearing once its job complete.

The army stood still, the silence so deafening that I had thought maybe it had not worked. Then before my very eyes-

“Sweetie! Come to the table, supper is ready.” Rarity called trotting out of the back area to check up on me, she snapped me out of my fantasy.

“Coming!” I said, shaking off the weariness I had and stumbling after Rarity who stood in the archway to the back of the shop where the personal quarters were. She watched me do my awkward shuffle of a walk.

Loaded veggie nachos was what met my eyes once I entered the kitchen and I drooled up a storm feeling my belly give a growl of great approval at the sight and smell.

“It's so good to see you walking dear, I was worried it would be days before you were up on your hooves again.” Rarity sighed with relief at this, knowing that her sister wasn't helpless as before. I hopped into my seat and looked over the layered nachos with all the yummy smells wafting off the hot plate.

“I'm glad too! It sucked that I had to ride on everypony’s back all the time.” I said, looking over to Pinkie who was still in the fridge pulling out what looked like a hot sauce bottle. I felt my face catch fire as I saw my friend’s perfectly round bottom in clear display of everyone.

Pinkie was a healthy girl and her posterior reflected her eating habits. In other worlds Pinkie’s badonk was THICC. I would call myself a ass thought construct if I do so say so myself.

Her flower petals were more darker than the pink of her fur having a more realistic look of flushed pink skin than the bubblegum pink she was, her lips were parted ever so slightly while her rose bud at the base of her sex was larger than any other of the group I have seen. Like the rest of them her sex was equine in nature, but her rear was big enough that it hid away how big her lips were. Beneath her fluffy tail was round ponut, while less puckered like Rainbow’s was it still had a perkiness to it.

Was perky the right word? I don't know, but I did feel my mouth water a little and it wasn't because of the food. I coughed grabbing the nearest glass of juice on the table and drank it down, coughing again as Pinkie turned around with a few hot sauce bottles in her mouth and bringing them to the table.

She looked at my red face then around looking confused setting the bottles down. Pinkie please stay cute like that forever, you bouncy bundle of love.

“Pinkie told me that you’ve forgotten how to read, she even showed me your work and I have to believe her.” Rarity said sitting down at the table and looking over to me as Pinkie began to cut out portions for us all. “Well, I shall come with you to school tomorrow to inform Miss Cheerilee of this. We might have to hire a tutor to assess what you do remember, Mr. Glow Stick is going to have a cow when he finds out about the state of your magic.”

I looked down at my plate in shame for reasons I can't explain, her hoof touched my back.

“It's alright Sweetie, its it's no skin off my hooves your recovery is what I strive for. And besides, you are young! A lot of things you’ve been learning can easily be relearned.” Rarity consoled.

“I don't have any idea about magic but I can't wait to learn!!” I said as I bit into the first fork bite of nachos, oh gods was this the food of the gods? All these veggies and cheese just exploding flavour, I don't think even Guy Ferrari could find me in this flavourtown.

I groaned a pleased groan as I stuffed another bite into my mouth.

“Ha ha! Is it good? I added my seventeen layer cheese and bean dip recipe into Rarity’s loco roco mucho nachos!” Pinkie said through her own bites, cheese already covering her face.

“Is there really that many cheeses?” I asked my mouth just as full.

“Pinkie, Sweetie can you please eat with some sort of semblance of table manners?” Rarity sighed exasperated as she forked her own bit of food and politely ate a small bite. Giving a soft groan of approval.

“This is divine, we have outdone ourselves Pinkie.” She said smiling at her marefriend.

The night went on like this, we joked and talked to one another basking in a sort of glow that you can only get when eating food with people that love you and you love them. That deeper part of me renewed its guilt Visa but for now I shoved it down like I had done my food.

The sky was becoming dark when Pinkie left for home, another beautiful orange soaked sunset dipping below the horizon. Celestia guiding the ball of hot gas down to warm the other side of the planet, where the twinkling of stars glimmered just out of sight.

Rarity cleaned up the kitchen and ordered me to go brush my teeth and hair then off to bed. I obeyed mainly because I had nothing else to do and I was dog tired by the end of the day. I suspected that it was just my young body having used all its energy up for the day and the food was a perfect source of energy to grow more.

I looked into the mirror once more, finding a smaller toothbrush and lightly minted toothpaste. I brushed my teeth the best I could, watching the Sweetie Belle in the mirror do everything I did. Then I brushed my hair of all the small tangles it had gotten, I stared at my left eye in fascination simply because how cool it was.

Rarity had come up later when I was in the middle of brushing my mane and she too began her nightly routine of brushing of both teeth and mane. Donning her sleeping robe from a side closet, she nudged me as I had almost nodded off brushing my hair.

She and I entered my room and she tucked me in.

“I love you Sweetie, goodnight darling.” Rarity said giving me a soft kiss on my forehead.

“I love you too.” I mumbled back, my eyes fluttering before they closed slowly.

The soft ‘klunk, klunk’ was the only sound as I stared out the the window, the green trees flowing by me like a green streak of paint and blue sky.

“I don't know if I can do this.” I said softly touching the window softly, all I was was just symbols and energy. No color, no solidity, I couldn't feel the window but I knew it was there.

“Are you going to give up? Even though it's only been a day?” Sweetie said, she was sitting across from me. She looked older than before, her hair a bit longer than before.

“I… I don't know. I'm taking away what's yours, but I'm so scared… scared that I won't ever get… this.” I said gesturing to the world outside.

“My world, it wasn't what I wanted. The thing that made me happy, sure there was things that made me happy, people that made me happy…” I held my face.

“But here, I feel… whole.”

I felt her hooves hold me into a hug.

“You have too much sadness.” She whispered into my ear she pressing her muzzle into my neck.

“Let go of that sadness, Pinkie is right you know. We do love you, even if you don't see it… you’ve always been there with us all.” Sweetie Belle said as I sobbed.

“I’m no one… I dont even have a name…” I said trying to hide my tears.

“You do have a name, we gave you one remember?”

“Warm Smile.” she said kissing my cheeks of their tears.

I cried even harder.

When I woke, I woke slowly with a small itch on my nose. I rubbed my sensitive snoot with a hoof, there was a few tears that rolled down my cheeks the moment I sat up. I blinked them away groaning as I was nearly blinded by the sun shining through my window.

There was a knock on the door then Rarity in her morning glory self, perfection and beauty even this early in the morning came through.

“Gooood morning Sweetie, another bright and beautiful morning in Ponyville. I'm going to go make breakfast is there anything in particular you desire?” She said talking over to the curtains and drawing them open.

I hissed at the light trying to dig myself under the covers.

“No morning… only sleep.” I grumbled rolling over away from her and her blasted sunlight.

“Ah bab bab bab! No going to sleep, you have school today and we have to get ready.” she sang as she opened the rest of the curtains, I performed a Jim Carrey impression of not wanting to get up from bed before just giving up and waking up.

I sighed loudly, rolling onto my belly and standing up. Tried to being key word here because I felt very stiff and sore now.

I groaned again as I stumbled my way off the bed onto the floor.

“I think cinnamon pancakes sound good, yes?” Rarity said making my bed without even opening her eyes.

I mumbled something unintelligible which Rarity confirmed my like of cinnamon pancakes.

After doing my business in the bathroom, I washed my face and rubbed at my eye because of the slight itch it had. Once done I headed downstairs for food, my belly rumbling loudly.

The morning was a blur, cinnamon pancakes were good better than anything with how yummy sweet things are. I was half listening to Rarity with how groggy I felt.

Before I knew it we were already at the Schoolhouse by the time I was fully awake, first School was huge still with it's iconic red look but it was like three times bigger than just a single classroom, more like six or seven classrooms. Which made sense, the number of actual children in the town would be much larger than the small dinky classroom of the show which its main point was to set exposition of the CMC’s antics.

Other fillies and colts were already dashing, talking to one another, hanging out around the schoolyard. Laughter and shouts from a gaggle of foals using their free time to play a ball game in the harden dirt court for what looked similar to basketball.

The atmosphere here was very upbeat and friendly, as friends enjoyed their time together.

“SWEETIE!!” Two very familiar voices called in the distance, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo came galloping from down the road. I felt excitement build up into a sort of shaking dance that had me stumbling galloping toward my best friends.

“Apple Bloom, Scootaloo!!” I called back and the moment we were near each other I was slammed into a group hug, and out of pure reflex that this body had we all said at once.

“The Cutie Mark Crusaders back together again!!” we all chanted before falling into giggles giving nuzzles and affectionate rubs to one another.

“Sweetie it's good tah see yah walkin again! You recover quick like magic, did them doctors patch you up good?” Apple Bloom asked giving me a soft nuzzle of my cheek.

“Heheh nothing can keep this crusader down, yesterday I felt better than ever!” I said proudly which Scootaloo gave a snort of laughter.

“Well, I'm just glad you are okay Sweetie we were worried yesterday about how you were doing.” Scootaloo said as we untangled ourselves to walk back toward Rarity who had a smile on her face the kind you see of relief and contentment that someone you love is going to be okay.

“Well I was okay the morning before, but after Pinkie took me out for cupcakes I just felt good enough to walk!” Apple Bloom scrunched her muzzle cutely in that way that said I'm a little upset and a tad jealous.

“Lucky! Ah had to help Applejack clean tha whole barn yesterday! Ah think we got to much hay fer our own good!” she huffed, “Ah still think ah have some in my tail still.” Apple Bloom shook her tail like a dogs which we both snickered at her.

“At least you didn't have to pull weeds in the herb garden then feed alllll the animals in the glen!! It took forever and Fluttershy had to watch me the whole time in case I pulled a herb rather than a weed.” Scootaloo lamented her wings buzzing like a humming birds.

“I guess I got lucky since I got hurt. Still have to come to school though.” I gave out a long sigh, which both of them laughed at my misfortune of school.

“Issalright Sweetie, at least yah get tah spend time with us! Maybe after school we can go crusadin like always.” Apple Bloom said hopefully, which Scootaloo nodded in agreement of this.

Rarity decided to but into the conversation as we made our way to the main building.

“Ah ah ah, Sweetie you can't go roughhousing with your friends you are still recovering even if you are feeling better. Good morning, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo.” She said tuting which the other two said their good morning before visibly wilting that they couldn't go crusading I felt myself wilt too. I was really looking forward to going on adventures with the CMC!

“Can we at least spend some time with Sweetie after school?” Apple Bloom asked Rarity looking like a puppy.

“That's fine dears, but nothing intense.” She chided as we made it to the door, Cheerliee met us there surprised when she opened the door and Rarity in mid motion to open the door.

“Oh! Hello Miss Rarity, Scootaloo, Sweetie, Apple Bloom! Go on in class is starting soon, is there anything I can help you with Miss Rarity?” holy cow, Cheerilee had that hot mom voice, you know the one the type that said ‘I'm a teacher, but I certainly can discipline you’ it still sounded like the shows but describing the difference in inflection or timbre is hard.

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo went on ahead but paused when I didnt move.

“Ah yes, miss Cheerilee Sweetie here is suffering from retrograde amnesia. Her memory on her education is a little spotty and I was hoping that perhaps one of the faculty could get a assessment on her knowledge so we can see what she remembers and what she’s forgot.” Rarity said politely as Cheerilee looked down between me her eyes widening seeing my left glowing eye and light scar.

“Oh goodness are you alright Sweetie? Do you remember me? I'm your primary teacher.” She said bending down to me.

“Yeah I remember, I don't remember the school being so big.” I said casually with a reassuring smile, the cerise mare smelling like chalk and perfume.

“One of the more pressing issues is Sweetie seems to have forgotten her letters, my friend Pinkie tested her with some pre grade workbooks and I can attest to her proficiency. It has… dropped…” She winced as she tried not to insult me, I rolled my eyes giving her a light bump. She coughed.

“I see, hmm well, I guess I will have to look for Scholastic Class I'm sure she is here today as a aid today… oh! Look at the time, class is starting in ten. Come with me.” She said shuffling out of the way so we could pass without effort.

“EVERYPONY CLASS STARTS IN TEN, MAKE SURE YOU HAVE YOUR HOMEWORK READY!!” Cheerilee called outside her voice quite loud it made me wince, she had a pair or lungs on her that's for sure.

There was lots of groans after that, seems like in any universe school kinda sucked and kids didn't want to be in it.

Cheerilee and a few foals that were nearby trotted inside, she giving me a bright and dazzling smile when she passed us. She motioned for us to follow, I trying desperately not to stare at her bum to see what my teacher’s goods looked like.

Cerise and light pink fur was the only thing I saw and I breathed out a soft sigh of relief. Her tail was in the way. Thank goodness.

She lead me through a small maze of hallways and smaller rooms that seemed to be faculty rooms and restrooms, then the larger classrooms. We entered a side room that looked literally out of a high school anime faculty room, desks with books and binders pressed against one another while a few windows brought in most of the light.

A Maud colored mare was sitting at one of the desks writing with her hoof quietly, her mane pulled back into a ponytail like Applejack’s her mane not being the purple like Maud’s but a very soft blue. She had freckles showing she liked to spend time outside but a pair of thin rimmed glasses were perched on her muzzle showed she was either farsighted or nearsighted.

She wasn't wearing anything like most ponies in Ponyville, her cutie mark was a apple with a ruler and chalkboard behind it with a single heart chalk drawing. I vaguely wondered if she was related to the Apples due to having a actual apple on her flank but didn't want to assume.

Cheerilee made a polite cough to let Miss Class know we were here which she looked up blinking owlishly with dark orange eyes.

“Miss Class a moment of your time please.” Cheerilee said walking toward the the mare and quickly whispering in the mare’s ear. Scholastic Class’s face went from a frown to surprise then to slight concern.

“And that's the most of it Miss Class, I was hoping you could assess Sweetie since I have to start class soon.” Cheerilee said giving the other mare a weak smile.

“Fine, I am not to busy. Miss Rarity you may take your leave, I will inform you of her results after the school day.” Scholastic said, her voice light and airy and refined much like Rarity's.

“Thank you Miss Cheerilee, Miss Class. Sweetie you be good for both your teachers, I'll come pick you up after school then we can go from there.” Rarity said giving me a peck on the cheek before nodding gratefully to the two.

“You are going to great Sweetie, I'll see you after your assessment okay?” Cheerilee said giving me a soft nuzzle before quickly walking out with Rarity.

Scholastic Class gathered up her papers giving me a smile.

“I'm told you have amnesia, so you probably don't remember me. I'm the school aid, I manage all the colts and fillies struggling with subjects and or need special help. But I usually teach in classroom three as your math teacher, Miss Cheerilee is your Primary though her subjects are science and Equestrian grammar. Mr. A Plus is your actual history teacher.” She said in a light and friendly tone.

“Just give me a moment and then we can head to one of the classrooms for your assessment.”

“Sorry I don't remember you, Miss Class.” I said rubbing my arm giving her a apologetic smile

“Its alright dear, you and I are on good terms. You were always a good little filly in my class.” Miss Class took a bag and placed a few folders into the bags before getting up and motioning for me to follow.

“Come now.” she said ushering me out of the office down the hall, colts and fillies flooding the hallways as they walked to class. A lot of them said good morning to either me or Scholastic, which I waved back and called out good morning even though I didn't recognize many of them.

The classroom we entered was small, probably made for a class of ten or so looking suspiciously like the actual classroom from the show.

“Right, take a seat Sweetie. Since you can't read, this will be a oral test. The standard test has some written segments so we will gloss over those, the test itself will start from Preschool to College level problems but dont worry if you start to struggle with anything. I don't expect you to know advanced mathematics or Thaumaturgical Theory, just do the best you can alright?” She said setting her bags down and pulling out the workbooks.

I sat in the school desk ready for anything.

…

“ahem, well, History isn't your strongest subject. Good effort though, I liked your very detailed battle at The Unicorn Drop. Though incorrect I’ll give you an A for imagination.” Scholastic said looking like she wanted to laugh while I just placed my head down on the desk and die of embarrassment.

…

“Well, I guess you somehow learned a dead language in your spare time. Mountain Pony Runes are very archaic, I don't even understand most of what this is.” She said looking at the paper squinting.

“Equestrian is non-existent, you’ve misspelled everything and some words are just random letters.”

More embarrassed groaning.

…

“Look Sweetie, I know it's hard to understand but the planet doesn't revolve around the sun, Celestia’s sun does as well as the moon. Though your math… my word, I’ve never even seen some concepts you’ve put into the theory.” Scholastic said looking at me in a shocked way.

“But how does the gravity of our planet stay stable!! If the planet doesn't rotate there isn't any possible reason that weather could exist! Waves wouldn't be a thing!?” I cried.

“If you are so adamant about it show me the math and I'll look it over.”

…

“Sweetie, according to the known laws energy conservation doesn't agree with the math you’ve written. How would Unicorns teleport without having the equivalent of 45^7 Megathaums of energy which nopony could ever help to produce without blowing up half our known universe.” She said looking down at me a hoof running through her slightly disheveled mane.

“What the buck is a Megathaum? And how is it related to a megajoules?” I asked, Scholastic groaned obviously looking like she had a headache coming on.

…

“According to this, weather ponies would be out of the job, even if the planet rotated this is madness.” she said eyeing me incredulously.

“Well duh, Everfree has normal weather patterns nopony even bothers to watch them. As I said clouds are formed from precipitation and so on and so forth, you don't have any idea about the water cycle!?”

Scholastic facehoofed.

…

By the time we were done, Miss Class looked ready for a drink and a cigarette. I decided to not hold back at all with what I knew about science and mathematics. For some reason I could remember everything about them, and the memories of being a major in physics and minor in math and the concepts all clear in the day.

Scholastic even had to write out the math on the board to make sure she was understanding the concepts I myself had written down.

Advanced calculus, algebra, geometry, trigonometry, Number Theory. You name it, even the sciences of my well known physics to earth science and meteorology to astrology and how planets moved. I even confused the hell out of her when I started talking about Quantum and String theory.

I even showed her Newtons laws in the physical showing her the math, which thankfully numbers were the same here as well as the equivalent variables for assumed numbers or concepts. Some were different but otherwise many was the same.

I think she was in shock after I fully explained how the laws of motion and velocity worked.

We argued over things like how energy and mass worked to the gravitational forces that affect us. Her math was plausible but at the same time it didn't make sense to my rational mind. I dunno it was just weird, still I showed her counterpoints to known theories in her world.

I happen to be two hours late for regular class, the end of the school day being around two. Scholastic Class was rubbing her eye from the twitch it had, but she seemed to be keeping her cool.

I walked into Cheerilee’s classroom she was in the middle of lecture with everyone with papers out. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo waved at me as Cheerilee stopped her lecture, I gave a short wave and a small smile.

“Oh look it's the blank flank, I heard you got shocked so bad you forgot how to walk!” The voice of Diamond Tiara said from the back, giving off a snobbish laugh that had Silver Spoon laughing as well. Oh there would be a day of reckoning Diamon Tiara and it will be sexy and awesome.

“Alright settle down, hello Sweetie glad you could make it you are right between Apple Bloom and Scootaloo. Don't worry about writing anything down today, I'm sure one of your friends can help you with the work.” Cheerilee said as Scholastic Class whispered into her ear. Cheerilee face went through the motions of being confused then nervously surprised.

She nodded at Scholastic which the other mare walked out.

“Alright class open your books to page two hundred, ‘The Magic of Equestria’-" she started before Apple Bloom leaned toward my desk.

“How’d it go?” she whispered giving me a smirk, Scootaloo also leaning toward me to hear in on this.

“I think I did okay, was I always good at math and science?” I asked just as quiet as Cheerilee began to restart her lecture.

“Um, I think you always helped me with my math homework, so yeah you were always kinda good at math.” Scootaloo said shifting her desk so it was closer to mine and her book open to page two hundred.

“What do y’all wanna do when school’s over?” Apple Bloom said also scooting her desk over next to mine.

“We should go mountain climbing! We haven't tried for our mountain climber cutie marks.” Scootaloo hissed excitedly her winds buzzing.

“Miss Rarity said we can't do nothin st-strain-strenuous.” Apple Bloom struggled with the word for a moment before she nailed it, I shook my head in agreement.

“Mountain climbing sounds cool, but I think we should stay in town. I got really tired just walking yesterday, so what if I nod off during mountain climbing?” I made a very soft whistle as I took my hoof slowly down to my desk making a splat noise.

“Yeesh, I guess you’re right. Do you guys maybe just wanna get milkshakes then?” Scootaloo said her face a little pale at the thought of me going splat.

“Yeah! Milkshakes sound really good!.” Apple Bloom agreed already drooling at the thought of frozen dairy confections.

“Do you guys just wanna hang out at our… secret meeting spot?” I suggested indicating the club house, which both of them nodded their heads.

“Sounds good to me, we gotta add more things to the list of stuff we can do I came up with some really good ones!” Scootaloo exclaimed her wings doing more cute buzzing.

We talked a bit more on cutie marks before Cheerilee told us to settle down. School like any school was boring, she went on and on about the famous wizards of Equestria which was partially interesting but being the way I am I liked having a more one on one discussion of history that way I could ask all the questions I wanted without being ‘interruptive’.

I took a deep breath, inhaling through my nose. Sweet smells not like anything else touched upon my nose, that earthy smell of Apple Bloom, while Scootaloo had a more cinnamony scent with a hint of spicey. They were there only if you paid attention to it or was looking for it. Sweetie Belle’s friends smelled really nice and it made my mind drift.

Before I knew it School was out and I was sitting under a oak tree that was next to the playground waiting on Rarity to show so I could tell her I was going with my friends. Apple Bloom was relaxing next to me while Scootaloo had her book out and her homework.

“I’ve been wondering this but why do you both smell really good?” I asked, I figured it was just a natural thing ponies had with sensitive noses but I could be wrong and the smell could just be good shampoo.

“Huh?” Apple Bloom asked intelligently cheeks turning pink, Scootaloo stopped her writing.

“You guys smell good, Apple Bloom kinda smells like turned earth, apples and something yummy and sweet. Scootaloo kinda smells like cinnamon and kinda like hot chocolate but there is something spicey in it.” I said now genuinely curious of their reactions.

“Uh… well ah dunno. I mean ah thought that was normal for ponies, like you kinda smell like sugar and somthin fruity. Its cuz yer shampoo right?” Apple Bloom asked looking over to Scootaloo.

“I… you guys smell different to me.” Scootaloo said rubbing the back of her head. “Apple Bloom smells kinda like wood smoke and hot apple fritters… I always thought it was because her family has a wooden stove and liked baking apple stuff. You Sweetie kinda smell like… um… marshmallows and something else.” She stuttered her cheeks going pink too.

“So wait, how come we all smelling somthin different here?” Apple Bloom asked now looking severely confused between the both of us.

“Well, I like how you all smell.” I said rubbing my muzzle under Apple Bloom’s chin next to her cheek then to Scootaloo’s enjoying the feeling as well as the added bonus of smell.

“I-I like the way you guys smell too.” Scootaloo stuttered again getting closer to us and rubbing her head against my own.

“Well.. ah guess nothin bad’s come of it we shouldn't worry why.” Apple Bloom said giving us both a nuzzle.

“Pfft, what are you dorks doing? Disgusting commoners do that kinda thing.” Diamond Tiara and her friend Silver Spoon appearing just as we were getting comfortable nuzzling one another. Ah, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, the two looked exactly like the show’s counterparts both of them cute as buttons but still massive dicks toward me and the CMC in general.

Silver Spoon was of course just tagging along with Diamond due to her ability to make people do what she wanted, and Diamond’s anger was a by-product of her mother’s abuse. Which if I didn't keep my cool I was going to tear someone’s head off, anyone who caused child abuse in any sort of context was shit and they deserved to be fucked by the big dick of the law. Mainly my fist in their throat.

But I had to keep up appearances till I could get some evidence of abuse, which once I knew my way around Ponyville I would totally bust Spoiled Milk’s life up.

“I'm sorry? Did we ask for your opinion? I don't see any box here that says ‘Your Snobbish Opinion here’ do you?” I asked as my friends broke apart looking embarrassed and refusing to look at one another.

“You blank flanks don't even deserve a real opinion from me, after all blank flanks don't deserve much.” She retorted tossing her mane dismissively of my comeback.

I stood up brushing myself off, okay if she wanted to play it that way time to throw a curveball.

I walked over to the pretty smug face of Diamond Tiara while Scootaloo and Apple Bloom said something of ‘No Sweetie come back!!’.

I stared into her blue eyes for a moment before I laughed, making both her and Silver Spoon look confused.

“Silver Spoon is prettier than you you know, she has more class and doesn't look like some kind of pompous pomeranian trying to pretty herself up to make her feel better about herself. Her coat doesn't have that gaudy shine to it and looks more natural, what? does daddy pay for all those cosmetics and still you can't beat Silver Spoon?” I said plainly, Silver Spoon’s face blushed furiously at all the strange praise she was receiving as Diamond’s face was agape.

“Isn't that why you are friends with her right? So ponies also look at you rather than her?” I said tilting my head with a small grin.

“W-What!? No! Enough, come Silver I've had enough of these blank flanks today.” She growled turning around and stomping off down the road, Silver Spoon looked between the two and she blushed giving me a quick nuzzle and a thank you in her soft voice before Diamond called for her again.

“Woah… what just happened?” Scootaloo said her face just as stunned as Apple Bloom’s.

“Easy my dear Watson, I played her like a fiddle and made Silver Spoon feel special!” I cackled making the two glance at one another.

“Yeah! But Sweetie, Silver Spoon bullies us to remember?” Scootaloo said looking a little lost on how to feel about this.

“Nonsense, if I remember right it's mainly Diamond who starts it first and Silver Spoon just follows along. She doesn't want to be the brunt of Diamond’s bad mood so she just does whatever. You guys didnt notice that?” I asked looking back at them with a sly smile as both of them glanced at one another.

“No.” both of them said.

“Oh, well I guess it was just me then.” I shrugged causally.

…

Scholastic sat with Cheerilee both of them staring at one of them, with a thin line of sweat running down their brows.

“Basically what you are saying Scholastic is that Sweetie Belle is a genius?” Cheerilee whispered in a subdued tone, Scholastic was her friend they’ve been working together ten years after all but she found this hard to believe.

She knew Sweetie Belle and she showed no signs of being anything like her friend had described, but here they were looking over Sweetie Belle’s math work.

No filly her age shouldn’t even know half the concepts written on the chalkboard.

Scholastic nodded simply to the question.

“And you are sure this is all her, nopony else?” She asked.

Again a nod.

“So what do we do? I heard rumors about the shock and Sweetie getting hurt, the scar over her eye proves it… but this… this is kinda hard to take in.” Cheerilee breathed.

“Simple, we nurture her, we tell the Academy of Gifted Unicorns, and we go from there… Sweetie is brilliant, I-I have a PHD in mathematics Cheerilee and she was blowing me literally out of the everfree.” Scholastic said looking at the sloppy but brilliant chalk marks of Sweetie Belle.

“She would never make it there, she’s way too young.” Cheerilee said looking over at her friend.

“I have a idea, after she gets a grasp on her Equestrian we are slowly going to introduce her to more and more complicated subject matter… if she continues to set the bar… well.” She gestured vaguely.

“Miss Sparkle is a genius in her own right. Right? And a friend of Miss Rarity, perhaps we can get in contact with her and have her tutor Sweetie.” Cheerilee said touching the blackboard softly.

“I’ll send a letter.”

Author's Notes:

oooooo, Twilight Time next chapter!!

The mystery of thee ruin and all this ties into my own fictional universe which I call the NexusVerse if anypony is interested enough to see what that is about hit me up~

Was a little annoyed with the last half of the chapter, but I think its just segwaying into more cool things is why

Oh Shoutout to the fanfiction writer ThirdFang on Fanfiction.net for writing possibly one of the funniest Naruto fanfiction universes ever

Next chapter soooon