- >>“You must be Nora Normal…”
- >“Yes…”
- >Like an echo from the past, you watch your sister repeating the exact same first words you said to your adoptive daughter.
- >But the farce doesn’t last long.
- >A large, stupid, childish smile splits Sweetie Belle’s face.
- >While her “honorary niece” beams of joy.
- >The gleeful squees of the two as they hug each other to death gets a chuckle out of you.
- >“Auntie-Belle!
- >>“Eeee! Look at you! You’re even cuter than last time! That dress is just too much! Sis, did you make it?”
- “Of course dear, I always do my best to make her a star bright enough to challenge you. Although I must admit that she barely needs my help.”
- >>“Could you make a second one at my size? Please, pretty please?”
- “Nora had to work for that ensemble, she was of great help around the house for the entire month, so don’t expect it for free, sister.”
- >>“Whaaaa? You wouldn’t gift it to the only one in the entire world to share the parents as you? How disappointing.”
- “Complaining I see. Maybe I should give you the ‘family’ discount…”
- >“Marity, stop pretending to be mean. It just doesn’t suit you.”
- “And you, young lady, aren’t old enough to give me lectures. Come, dinner is almost ready.”
- >‘Marity’ the affectionate nickname she invented for you.
- >You’ll never be ‘Mama’ but you don’t want the title.
- >Sophie is the only one who’ll ever bear it.
- >This is the way it should be.
- >Marity.
- >>“Thanks for everything sis!”
- “Don’t mention it, it was a pleasure.”
- >>“So, can we expect to see you two for Christmas with mom and dad?”
- “Probably. Remember that you’re invited for New Year at Pinkie’s. Make sure Scootaloo hears the news, else our host might turn us all into pastries.”
- >>“Haha, don’t worry Sis. See you soon!”
- “Take care on the road and see you soon.”
- >Nora and you are lying in your bed, reading a book each.
- >A cat balled up at your feet each.
- “Are you trying to sleep in my bed once more?”
- >“Me? I am shocked you might imagine such a thing Marity. It’s not like your bed is twice as comfy as mine.”
- “You are too young to share a bed with an adult.”
- >“Or you’re too old to share it with a kid.”
- “Forbidden adjective when used with me as subject.”
- >“Oops. But my first argument still holds, Silver and Auric prefer your bed. It’s proof of how comfortable it is.”
- “False: the cats will always sleep where you sleep. No link with the softness of the place.”
- >“Mmh, then, if we retro-engineer this theory, I should sleep where the cats sleep. Currently: your bed.”
- “Sly little darling.”
- >“Thank you… Say… Was the story true?”
- “Which one? If it is the one where I carried a rock on my back for an entire afternoon, it never happened. The one where my sister and her friends chased your father during a full 24 hours because he was stuck in his Halloween costume? Yes. ”
- >“I wish I had friends like the crusaders…”
- “Don’t you have… What were their names?”
- >“Radiance and Copperfield? … Yeah, I think they do count… Now all we need is a cool name…”
- “Before you even think of it, you are not making capes out of my golden silk. And that’s final.”
- >“You still have some?!”
- >Oops.
- >“I’m kidding Marity… I wanted to ask about Twilight Sparkle… Was she really a magician?”
- “…”
- >…
- >“…”
- “This is a delicate question dear. There are three things involved with it. One: I don’t want to lie to you. Two: I want to protect your dreams and hopes. And three: you have to mature; at a normal rhythm (you are already too clever for your own good in my opinion), which means that there will be truth that will change as time passes...”
- >“… I… don’t think I understand…”
- “Will it be alright with you if we talk about this tomorrow?”
- >A nod and a yawn later, you turn the lights off.
- >“Sleep well Marity.”
- “Sweet dreams darling.”
- >The next day, kitchen.
- “Already back?”
- >“Yeah, Radiance had to go to the dentist.”
- “Sorry to hear that playtime was cut short.”
- >“Is it a pun since you’re slicing carrots?”
- “… Mh, a good question…”
- >“Let me help you!”
- “Slicing carrots? Fine by me, I’ll cook the meat. Just take care, this knife isn’t that good.”
- >“Well, if it doesn’t cut, it’s not dangerous.”
- “That’s where you’re wrong. A dull blade rips, much worse than a cut.”
- >“Oo~kay, I’ll be prudent. Say Marity, will it snow for Christmas?”
- “The forecast isn’t too optimistic about it.”
- >“Aww… What a sh-HA!”
- “Nora?”
- >“Oops…”
- “You are not prudent enough… That’s deep. Does it hurt?”
- >“Yes… I’m sorry…”
- “Don’t apologize, accidents happen. Here, hold that cloth for a second.”
- >“There… There is a lot of blood…”
- “Fingers bleed a lot, impressive, but not that dangerous… Don’t move the cloth. I’ll bring back bandages.”
- >“C-can you hurry?”
- “Of course.”
- >Instead of heading to the bathroom, where the medical kit is, you run to your bedroom.
- >Wardrobe, bottom drawer.
- >A small ornate box, locked without any locks apparent.
- >>“Draw a star on it with your hoof. I mean finger.”
- *Click*
- >A scroll, a coin, a vial, a needle. The blue gem.
- >Jump down the stairs, back to Nora.
- >“It’s not stopping… No more bandages?”
- “I was thinking about answering your question of yesterday.”
- >“Now isn’t the time!”
- “I object, then, I refuse your reality…”
- >You put the item on the wound and close your eyes.
- >>“Don’t forget… Magic comes from your heart, and all those you ever opened its doors to.”
- >A peaceful glow surrounds the stone.
- “…and substitute it with my own.”
- >When you take the stone away, the wound never existed.
- >“…Woah.”
- >Dinner finished, you brought the coffer down.
- “These are all the magical items Twilight gifted me.”
- >“Woah… Just woah… What do these do?”
- “The scroll tells me when she comes to visit our world. The coin is the money from her world, enchanted to protect who holds it, she was sometimes a bit paranoid. The vial… I forgot what it does and I’m afraid of trying it. I strictly forbid you from even thinking about doing anything with it. No arguments.”
- >“And the needle? Ho! I bet it’s for when you make clothes, like, it sew for you!”
- “Not even close…”
- >You unfold a map of the state on the table.
- >Holding the needle like a pen, you trace a circle touching the frontier occasionally, then, you write a word.
- ‘Snow’
- >Many years ago.
- “And now?”
- >“We wait… It will start during the night.”
- >>“Controlling the weather… That’s crazy…”
- >“In my opinion, it’s not managing it that is crazy. But Earth is one strange world. Did I ever told you how the Pegasi gather clouds and…”
- >>“Sure Purple, sure.”
- >The following morning, the entire state was blanketed by a thick cover of snow.
- >You spent most of the day playing like a child with your adoptive daughter.
- >And a non negligible part of the afternoon in bed with a light cold.
- >Winter is such a beautiful season.

