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/bootleg/ 2022 Week of Terror: Faint Prism
By BlondieAnonCreated: 2022-11-01 04:00:25
Expiry: Never
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                                            1.
                                            >"Hey, Dashie! Can you help me out with this?"
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                                            2.
                                            >"Prism, I'm preparing something for Anon. I need an extra pair of hooves."
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                                            3.
                                            >"Hey Faye, let me run something by you..."
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                                            4.
                                            >Every day was the same for Faint Prism
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                                            5.
                                            >Even if she was left out of their activities, she was easily the most important part of their many schemes and plans
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                                            6.
                                            >Even with the open bickering and fantasizing they had about becoming mothers, she played along and did her part
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                                            7.
                                            >Work, play, rest
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                                            8.
                                            >All of it came to an end
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                                            9.
                                            >All it took was one day
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                                            10.
                                            >"Dashie, check it out! It finally worked!"
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                                            11.
                                            >Prism was enjoying some cinnamon black tea in a large mug
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                                            12.
                                            >She had bought a pink silly straw to drink through
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                                            13.
                                            >It made everything taste better
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                                            14.
                                            >The austere mare turned her gaze from the patio treeline t-
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                                            15.
                                            >She spat out what tea she still had in her mouth
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                                            16.
                                            "J-jacky, what in the world happened?!"
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                                            17.
                                            >Just yesterday, the yellow pony was as fit as ever
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                                            18.
                                            >Now she looks bloated to the point she's nearly three times as wide around the belly
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                                            19.
                                            >"I'm gonna be a mom! This morning Sparky used an x-ray spell and it's triplets!"
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                                            20.
                                            "I..."
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                                            21.
                                            >Never once did Prism imagine that a man could genuinely procreate with a pony
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                                            22.
                                            >Too much just did not fit
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                                            23.
                                            "I'm... excited for you. But how did it happen? It felt like just yesterday that you..."
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                                            24.
                                            >"Yesterday? I've been like this for months. Didn't you notice?"
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                                            25.
                                            "W... w-what?"
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                                            26.
                                            >Did she not only just now exclaim about her impending motherhood?
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                                            27.
                                            >Prism hopped up to her hooves, ignoring her tea
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                                            28.
                                            "I couldn't have ignored that. I'm sorry Jacky, I didn't know."
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                                            29.
                                            >"Yeah... I know..."
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                                            30.
                                            >Jacky sighed and trotted away
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                                            31.
                                            >She appeared more sad than irritated
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                                            32.
                                            "Wait, Jacky!"
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                                            33.
                                            >Prism followed, only to... where was she?
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                                            34.
                                            "Jacky?"
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                                            35.
                                            >It was like Anon's bedroom, but it was twice as big and twice as full
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                                            36.
                                            >Three beds, side by side
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                                            37.
                                            >A large entertainment center, covered in childish DVDs and... picture books...?
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                                            38.
                                            >On second thought, it wasn't at all like his room
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                                            39.
                                            >"Excuse me, you're in my way."
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                                            40.
                                            "O-oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, I was just..."
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                                            41.
                                            >Prism turned to face the young voice
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                                            42.
                                            >She could feel a severe chill go down to her heart
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                                            43.
                                            >It...
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                                            44.
                                            >It's Jacky!
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                                            45.
                                            >Just like she was when they were fillies
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                                            46.
                                            >The only difference was that her mane was long, long enough to nearly touch the floor
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                                            47.
                                            >Or maybe she was just that small
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                                            48.
                                            "Jacky! Your mane! You can't leave it that long, it'll get dirty!"
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                                            49.
                                            >The filly gave her a confused frown
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                                            50.
                                            >"...Mom says it's pretty. And dad told me that it's ok because I braid it when we leave so it doesn't hit the floor."
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                                            51.
                                            >Mom?
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                                            52.
                                            >Dad?
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                                            53.
                                            "Jacky... you've never had parents. Remember? It was just us."
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                                            54.
                                            >The filly gasped and ran off in a full sprint
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                                            55.
                                            >"Dad, a stranger's in the house! She said I don't have parents!"
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                                            56.
                                            >Prism followed the distraught foal
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                                            57.
                                            >Before she knew it, she's face to face with a yellow mare with her orange mane in a lopsided bob cut
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                                            58.
                                            >"...Prism?"
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                                            59.
                                            >"Who is it, Jack?"
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                                            60.
                                            >A man's voice
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                                            61.
                                            >Prism couldn't do anything but stand and watch in shock
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                                            62.
                                            >It was Anon and Jacky
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                                            63.
                                            >But they look... different
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                                            64.
                                            >More mature
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                                            65.
                                            "It's me..."
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                                            66.
                                            
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                                            67.
                                            >"Woah, hey Faye! Man, where've you been? When did you get into town?"
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                                            68.
                                            "I... I never left, Anon."
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                                            69.
                                            >Jacky scoffs
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                                            70.
                                            >"Oh come on, don't tell me that stuff again."
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                                            71.
                                            >She pokes a hoof at Prism's chest
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                                            72.
                                            >"You high-tailed it out of here as soon as things got hard, as you've done before! You really let me down, you know that?"
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                                            73.
                                            >What made her tone turn so condescending?
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                                            74.
                                            >"Some big sister you are."
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                                            75.
                                            >"Mom, she's your sister?"
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                                            76.
                                            >The foal speaks out, protected and curled up in Anon's arms
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                                            77.
                                            >He has always been understanding
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                                            78.
                                            >"No, she ain't. Your aunt Sparky has always been there, she's the only sister I got."
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                                            79.
                                            >She couldn't say that
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                                            80.
                                            >She could never mean that
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                                            81.
                                            "A-anon. Please, explain what is going on. There has to have been some misunderstanding. I swear, I never knew!"
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                                            82.
                                            >Anon shrugs at the pegasus
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                                            83.
                                            >He pulls out the bracelet she made for him all those years ago
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                                            84.
                                            >Only the feathers have turned coal black
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                                            85.
                                            >"I don't know what to tell you, man. I asked you to stay but you just... well, you wanted to explore the world. I can't blame you for choosing your path. But you missed out."
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                                            86.
                                            "No, I didn't go anywhere!"
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                                            87.
                                            >"Sure. Well, we're having a cook out. Good timing I suppose. Wanna meet everyone else?"
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                                            88.
                                            >Rather than wait for an answer, he takes his foal and walks around a corner
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                                            89.
                                            >Jacky sighs again and clips through the floor until even the top of her head sunk below
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                                            90.
                                            "J-jacky, get back here! That's dangerous!"
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                                            91.
                                            >Without any further clue of where to go, Prism trots to follow Anon
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                                            92.
                                            >The corner leads into a cottage
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                                            93.
                                            >What
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                                            >How . . . ?
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                                            95.
                                            >How did she end up here?
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                                            96.
                                            >As confused as she was distressed, she galloped at full force toward the door
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                                            97.
                                            >She skidded to a stop and stomped her front hooves against the wood
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                                            98.
                                            "Anon?! Jacky! I didn't go anywhere that time, you two did!"
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                                            99.
                                            >Rather than hand or hoof, the door glows red and opens on it's own
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                                            100.
                                            >What met Prism was a pair of unicorns
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                                            >A red one with a dark streak through her equally red mane
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                                            102.
                                            >And a little red filly, with her mane cut prim and proper
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                                            103.
                                            >But it's too long and obstructs her eyes
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                                            104.
                                            "...Sparking Shine."
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                                            105.
                                            >The dull surprise in her voice causes the unicorn to squint
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                                            106.
                                            >"Oh. What are you doing here?"
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                                            107.
                                            >"What's she doing her, mother?"
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                                            108.
                                            "M-mother?! You? Was Anon serious about that...? How could he be so disgusting?"
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                                            109.
                                            >Prism had heard of their little pipedream about magic allowing procreation
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                                            110.
                                            >And, of course, she had heard plenty about Sparking Shine's "price" for helping
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                                            111.
                                            >What sort of two-faced man would agree to such terms?
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                                            112.
                                            >"That's father's name..."
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                                            113.
                                            >"Yes. It is. If you've come here just to insult Anon, go away. We have more important things than to give you money or listen to whatever you have going on now."
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                                            114.
                                            "M-me? Ask for money?"
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                                            115.
                                            >Prism couldn't even imagine debasing herself to such an extent as to ask for money
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                                            116.
                                            >She was well-employed
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                                            >...
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                                            >Right?
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                                            119.
                                            "Why are you all the way out here? Why aren't you at the house with Anon and Jacky? Don't tell me he banished you."
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                                            121.
                                            >"Mother, what does she mean by banished?"
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                                            122.
                                            >The filly had such a dull tone, barely tilting her head up toward her mother
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                                            >Her horn seemed so tiny, like it is jutting out from her mane just enough to seem like a mane ornament
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                                            124.
                                            >"She believes that your father is a man of low honor. Pay her no mind, please return to your studying. When I am done talking with her, we will test out your level two fire spell."
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                                            125.
                                            >The filly gave the most modest of smiles and nods
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                                            126.
                                            >"Yes, mother. I will exceed your expectations this time."
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                                            127.
                                            >Small as she was, she trotted in place like a wind-up toy and went off back into the fog of the interior
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                                            128.
                                            >"Thank you. Now you..."
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                                            129.
                                            >Sparking gave Prism a grimace
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                                            130.
                                            >"What is it you want?"
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                                            131.
                                            "I..."
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                                            >When did this happen?
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                                            >When did all of this happen?
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                                            "Please, Sparking Shine. Sparky. I... I feel desperately lost. Please, can you help me?"
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                                            135.
                                            >"...well, for old time's sake, I guess so."
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                                            136.
                                            >Sparking stepped outside of the cottage, her magic closing the door behind her
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                                            137.
                                            >"So... what. Do I pretend that you just magically popped up out of nowhere after a few years?"
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                                            138.
                                            >There was no answer to that
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                                            139.
                                            "...y-yes. Please."
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                                            140.
                                            >Sparking sighed and rolled her eyes
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                                            >"Alright. So. A few years ago, Jacky was pregnant with her three hay nippers. Shortly after, I was blessed as well with my bundle of magic."
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                                            142.
                                            >A hot blush spreads on Prism's face
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                                            143.
                                            "Y-your magic actually helped them conceive?"
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                                            144.
                                            >Sparking grins
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                                            145.
                                            >"To be honest? I never figured out how to help. But I think they just lucked out. And because none of us figured it out...well, I still helped."
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                                            "That's... horrible."
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                                            147.
                                            >Prism couldn't even try to hide her discomfort with that
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                                            >"Oh shut up. All of the things you did and led us into, who are you to say what is or isn't good? Starburst is everything I could never be and more. She's a natural magical expert. She's loved by both her mother and father."
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                                            "She has three-half siblings!"
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                                            >Sparking Shine looked at Prism as if she were looking at a broken microwave that could only go for five seconds before shutting down
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                                            151.
                                            >"...and? She loves them and her aunt. You just don't get it. You never did."
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                                            152.
                                            >With a roll of her eyes, Sparking turned her back to Prism
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                                            153.
                                            >If she walked off, she would no doubt be lost to time again
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                                            154.
                                            >Prism put a hoof against the unicorn's back
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                                            155.
                                            "No, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to insult your daughter. I just... I'm so lost."
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                                            156.
                                            >"Yeah... you are. Just go away. You're the only one who never got it. Stay here if you want. In two more days we'll be returning home anyway."
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                                            157.
                                            >Sparking huffed, shrugging off the hoof
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                                            158.
                                            >"If you're hard up for money, take something of mine and pawn it. Touch Starburst's books and there won't be enough of you to fertilize a daisy."
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                                            >All it took was one blink for the red mare to vanish
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                                            >Where even was the cottage?
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                                            161.
                                            >Where was their home?
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                                            162.
                                            >Where was Prism's own home?
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                                            >...
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                                            >She did have a home
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                                            >Didn't she?
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                                            >She looked down at her own hooves
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                                            >They're dirty
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                                            >Filthy
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                                            >Like she hasn't taken a bath in...
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                                            >Far too long
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                                            >"Oh hey, you're one of those talking ponies, ain't cha?"
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                                            173.
                                            >Prism looked up at the voice
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                                            >A male
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                                            >A human male
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                                            >"Hey there, sweetie... why don't you come home and take a bath? I'll even get you some dinner."
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                                            >His words are kind enough
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                                            >But the tone
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                                            >And the look in his eyes
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                                            >Just like those stallions
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                                            >Just like back then
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                                            "I... I'm waiting on someone."
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                                            183.
                                            >"Yeah? Who's coming?"
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                                            184.
                                            "...my mom."
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                                            185.
                                            >It was a silly excuse
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                                            186.
                                            >No one ever believed it
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                                            187.
                                            >But it usually worked
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                                            188.
                                            >"Huh... alright. See if I offer it again."
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                                            189.
                                            >Prism finally looked up
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                                            190.
                                            >Grey sky
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                                            191.
                                            >Buildings, skyscrapers everywhere
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                                            >Still the human world
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                                            >How long did she spend in this concrete labyrinth?
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                                            194.
                                            >She raised up her hoof
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                                            >...adult-sized
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                                            196.
                                            >This wasn't a flash back
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                                            197.
                                            >She was right back where she started
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                                            >Back in a gutter
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                                            >Back without a bit, or a dollar, or anything to her name
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                                            200.
                                            >Back without any power
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                                            201.
                                            >She slumped against a trash can
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                                            202.
                                            >She felt her soul drain from her body
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                                            203.
                                            >Not again
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                                            >She did her best for so long, for Jacky's sake
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                                            >But now?
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                                            >She had a full family
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                                            >Even that red tramp had made her own family
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                                            >But she was alone
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                                            >Again
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                                            >What did she do wrong?
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                                            >The longer she sat, the less strength she had
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                                            >The less strength she had, the less she cared that her mane had become filthy
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                                            213.
                                            >The less she cared that her coat was dirty and itched with insects
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                                            214.
                                            >Another man approached her
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                                            >This one wore a uniform with a large net
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                                            >"Hey there, girl... let's be easy and stay calm, ok? We gotta get you to the pound. Then maybe a good, hot meal. How does that sound?"
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                                            217.
                                            >What was she, an animal?
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                                            218.
                                            >A stray dog with wings?
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                                            219.
                                            >She glared at him but lacked the strength to speak
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                                            220.
                                            >She...
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                                            221.
                                            >She could speak
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                                            222.
                                            >Couldn't she?
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                                            223.
                                            >His hand went for something
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                                            >A syringe
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                                            225.
                                            >He jabbed it into her shoulder
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                                            >Prism lacked the energy to care
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                                            227.
                                            >"There we go. Just in case. Can't have you bite me, can you?"
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                                            >No...
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                                            >...She supposed that it would not be good if she bit him
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                                            230.
                                            >She could have...
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                                            >Diseases
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                                            232.
                                            >Her eyelids grew heavier with every heart beat
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                                            233.
                                            >Maybe
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                                            234.
                                            >This was always her fate
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                                            235.
                                            >Maybe
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                                            236.
                                            >This wasn't so bad
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                                            237.
                                            >It was what she grew up with
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                                            238.
                                            >It was what she felt the most comfortable with
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                                            239.
                                            >The others...
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                                            240.
                                            >They never needed her
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                                            241.
                                            >Prism's eyes roll into the back of her head
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                                            242.
                                            >"There we go. Such a shame..."
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                                            243.
                                            >The human grabs the limp body by the back of the neck
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                                            244.
                                            >"Maybe she was a runaway... oh well."
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                                            245.
                                            >There was no telling where Prism's body went
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                                            246.
                                            >There wasn't even a feather to leave a trace
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                                            247.
                                            >Eventually after that, no one remembered her name
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                                            248.
                                            >And all was right in the world
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