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Someday

By NHanon
Created: 2023-10-08 16:54:13
Expiry: Never

  1. >Almost all of your lunch is gone.
  2. >You really were not that hungry, but mamma says if you want to be big and strong like her, you have to eat regardless.
  3. >She’s upstairs at the moment, getting ready.
  4. >Just before lunch, one of her friends from work showed up to talk with her.
  5. >They spoke in private, so you couldn’t hear what they talked about.
  6. >Since then, she’s looked kinda upset.
  7. >When you asked why she was, the answer was something about hard times.
  8. >There seems to be a lot more of those lately, but you don’t know why, so of course you asked about that, too.
  9. >She said the same thing as always: it will pass soon.
  10. >Mamma hasn’t ever been wrong when she tells you something, so she has to be right about this.
  11. >You set aside your bowl, then turn your attention to the sliced up orange.
  12. >Taking a quick glance around to ensure you’re alone, you messily gobble it up.
  13. >Although it’s fun to do, mamma doesn’t like it.
  14. >She says you need to focus on being good and pure.
  15. >You’re not sure what she means by that, because you always do both of those things all the time.
  16. >Well, maybe not ALL the time, but it still should count.
  17. >Perhaps she actually means it’s apart of growing up?
  18. >Again, you’re not sure, it’s not like you know how growing up even works.
  19. >Someday though, it will happen, though.
  20. >After putting your dishes into the sink, you wash your hooves and face.
  21. >“Oh good, you finished eating,” says a familiar voice from behind you.
  22. >You wipe yourself up with a towel, then turn around as a smile grows across your face.
  23. “Yes, mamma.”
  24. >She starts walking towards you, to which you meet her halfway, and the two of you exchange a warm, gentle nuzzle.
  25. >“That’s my girl, so polite.”
  26. >Her words make everything feel lighter, like you could fly off into the air.
  27. >Maybe not today, but you’ll eventually be able to fly just like her and every other pegasus can.
  28. >“Are you all set, then?”
  29. “Mhm!”
  30. >She nods as she breaks the embrace, and you follow her out through the front door.
  31. >The warm, summery afternoon greets you kindly, with the sun shinning brightly above.
  32. >A swell of joy wells up from within your little chest.
  33. >Deep down, you know that today is going to be even better.
  34.  
  35. >A lot of ponies are out today, just like mamma and you are.
  36. >Some pegasus ponies can be seen working with the clouds in the sky.
  37. >Others – namely unicorns and earth ponies – are either in the market or building new houses.
  38. >More ponies are coming to live here soon.
  39. >If they’re anything like the other newcomers, they’re going to be a bit… off.
  40. >It’s not that they’re ugly or anything like that, it’s just that they are always tired and look really unhappy.
  41. >You’ve overheard that they all seemed to have lost something important.
  42. >No pony will tell what that was, though.
  43. >Instead, the adults say that that those newcomers are coming from a bad place, far, far away.
  44. >They’ll like it here, just like everypony else does.
  45. >All the ponies are nice to mamma and you, in fact, every pony here is super nice in general.
  46. >Any and all arguments are short lived.
  47. >All ponies share in each other’s labors, which makes them stronger.
  48. >And each pony is ready and willing to help another whenever, if ever.
  49. >Most of all, all the ponies here are united, with them being close enough to be family.
  50. >It helps that they’re all lead by your aunts and mamma.
  51. >They do so much, like protect it, provide for it, and more.
  52. >A lot of ponies say how they’re beautiful, smart, and strong.
  53. >When it comes to your point of view, all of them just plain awesome.
  54. >Hopefully when you get your cutie mark, you will end up just as awesome as them.
  55. >Some ponies greet mamma and you as you two trot along the street.
  56. >Usually, it’s with a good afternoon, or even a simple wave; a few salute mamma.
  57. >She always returns the gesture with one of her own.
  58. >You try to do it exactly like she does, but it’s never quite as cools as hers.
  59. >You just have to keep practicing, and someday, you’ll get there.
  60. >The walk comes to an end at a large, but fairly well-known, house on the far side of the village.
  61. >This place is similar to most of the houses, though it has a fancier look to it.
  62. >The two of you pass through the small front yard, and up to the door, then she lightly knocks.
  63. >While waiting beside her, butterflies flutter inside of your tummy.
  64.  
  65. >The door opens, revealing a tall, white earth mare, with a blonde mane and tail, along with a set of icy blue eyes.
  66. >A smile blossoms on her face, and her features soften as she looks at you both, “Good afternoon, Kyrie and Luftkrieg. What brings you two here?”
  67. >Mamma nods with a slight smile, “Good afternoon to you as well, Aryanne. I know you’re busy, but an important errand has come up that I need to take care of, so I was wondering if you could watch Luft while I take care of it?”
  68. >“I wouldn’t mind.”
  69. >You can’t help but utter a tiny squee as you flutter your little wings.
  70. >You knew you were right about today.
  71. >“Thank you. I promise I won’t be gone for too long.”
  72. >“It’s fine, I know how those errands tend to be with you,” replies auntie with a wave of her hoof.
  73. >Nodding, mamma turns to you, and gives you a nuzzle that you eagerly return, “Please behave for aunt Aryanne while I am out, Luft.”
  74. “I will, mamma. I promise.”
  75. >Her smile widens, “I know you will.”
  76. >As she steps away a short distance, with the best part about to come.
  77. >Her big wings spread open wide, and her eyes dart around, then, with little to no effort, she takes off into the sky in a flash.
  78. >She’s so incredibly fast as she soars across it, leaving nothing but a white blur in her wake.
  79. >Your eyes linger on her for as long as they can as she vanishes into the distance.
  80. >Someday, you want to be just as fast as her.
  81. >Auntie comes to your side, and pats your head, “Come along, Luft.”
  82. >You nod as you follow her inside.
  83. >The outside may be big, but the inside of the house is even bigger.
  84. >It has to be some kind of magic as to why it’s like that.
  85. >Both of you enter the living room, which has a number of paintings that decorate some of the chocolate colored walls.
  86. >Some of those paintings were made by auntie, while a few were made by you.
  87. >Like the framed one by the fireplace – it’s of the meadow just a short distance from the village.
  88. >That one was a really special, because it was made when every pony was gathered together for an festival.
  89. >Other than the paintings, there is the huge bookshelves filled with books that sit along one side of the room.
  90. >They are a mix of history, science, and poli-poli… grown up stuff.
  91. >You’ve been told that you will have to learn all about that someday.
  92.  
  93. >“Have you been practicing your singing like we discussed?”
  94. >You nod with a smile as you look to auntie.
  95. >Her blue eyes are something really special to look at; they are so hard to not look away from, like a warm and inviting bed during winter.
  96. >“Good, then let’s have you do a warm up.”
  97. >She walks over to her grand piano nestled in the corner of the living room.
  98. >It would be nice if you could play more, but the adults always say that work comes before that.
  99. >You come up just next to her, and your ears perk up at the sound of several notes played in succession.
  100. >For whatever reason, auntie always looks so serious when she does that.
  101. >Her eyes go to you briefly, “Ready?”
  102. “Yes.”
  103. >Nodding, she starts off by playing a simple scale for you to follow.
  104. “Doe, ray, me, fa, so, la, ti, doe.”
  105. >“Again.”
  106. “Doe, ray, me, fa, so, la, ti, doe.”
  107. >Little by little, the warm up continues.
  108. >Some parts are about holding higher or lower notes, while others are on breathing properly or some other stuff.
  109. >It’s all really complicated, but it’s important to be able to sing at moment’s notice.
  110. >Song is among the ways that ponies are bound together in harmony.
  111. >Only ponies are able to use the magic of music, with no other living thing being blessed with that gift.
  112. >School taught that, as did your aunts and mamma, too.
  113. >The warm up ends with every bit of your little body buzzing with energy.
  114. >That just goes to how true all of your lessons are.
  115. >“You did wonderfully,” she says with a wide smile.
  116. “Thank you, auntie.”
  117. >With a kind nod, she pats your head, “You’re welcome.”
  118. >She flips to another page of her music book, then hoofs you a sheet from it.
  119. >“I would like you to sing this one, then we’ll move onto something fun, okay?”
  120. >You look the sheet, and warmly recognize the song.
  121. “Mhm.”
  122.  
  123. >Nodding again, she plays a few notes before actually starting.
  124. ~The sun on the meadow is summery warm~
  125. ~The stag in the forest runs free~
  126. ~But gather together to greet the storm~
  127. ~Tomorrow belongs to me~
  128. >With each word uttered, the world around slowly melts away.
  129. ~The branch on the linden is leafy and green~
  130. ~The rage has deserted the sea~
  131. ~But somewhere a glory awaits unseen~
  132. ~Tomorrow belongs to me~
  133. >Any previous thought about anything else passes.
  134. ~The foal in his cradle is soundly asleep~
  135. ~The blossom embraces the bee~
  136. ~But soon says a whisper;~
  137. ~’Arise, arise’~
  138. ~Tomorrow belongs to me~
  139. >There is no fear nor no hate, and nothing is wrong; leaving only purity and love.
  140. ~Oh fatherland, fatherland, show us a sign~
  141. ~Your children have waited to see~
  142. ~The morning will come where the world is mine~
  143. ~Tomorrow belongs, tomorrow belongs, tomorrow belongs to me~
  144. ~Tomorrow belongs to me~
  145. >The last and final note of the song carries throughout the living room for a little while, lingering as if it were a memory.
  146. >With it, a sense of invigoration floods into you, making everything else feel even greater than before.
  147. >Auntie’s smile widens further, and she gives a light applause.
  148. >You in turn, curtsy like you were taught to do.
  149. >“Wonderful, simply wonderful. I swear, you get better every time you sing, Luft.”
  150. >Heat floods into your cheeks as you look away from her.
  151. “D-do you really think so?”
  152. >Her hoof reaches under your chin, and draws you back into looking at her blue eyes.
  153. >“I know so, little one.”
  154. >She, like mamma, is always right.
  155. >Shortly after practice, auntie gave you some cookies and milk.
  156. >These cookies are much better than any other you have had before.
  157. >It’s actually making it hard to not devour them all in one go.
  158. >But you have to resist, because auntie would absolutely catch you and get upset.
  159. >Even if you are in a different room from her, she some is always able to know.
  160. >Her ability to seemingly know everything has to be another reason so many ponies look to her.
  161.  
  162. >“How are you enjoying those cookies?”
  163. >You take a sip of milk before answering her.
  164. “They’re super delicious, auntie.”
  165. >“That’s good to hear. You know, these are new recipe that your aunt Franziska has made.”
  166. “She really created these?”
  167. >She nods slowly with a smile.
  168. >You would have never guessed it, as aunt Franny hasn’t made any food before, or at least, not that you know of.
  169. >Although she is super smart, she is your oddest aunt.
  170. >Her way of talking is weird, and she is super messy, with her laboratory being the biggest, yet most chaotic place in the village.
  171. >Mamma and you don’t go there often, though when it does happen, that place is always active, more so anywhere else.
  172. >Aunt Franny will show you the stuff she is working on, even if you don’t understand any of it.
  173. >There are times where she has you do some tests.
  174. >They’re nothing like those you take in school.
  175. >Like the one where you had to run on a treadmill while wearing an odd thing on your muzzle.
  176. >Or that time when you were put into a harness, then had to beat your wings hard as a big fan blew against you.
  177. >Then there was the thing involving all the different shapes and how they fit into a picture or something?
  178. >All of it was so strange.
  179. >Mamma doesn’t really like any of them, and often gets mad at aunt Franny when she has you do tests.
  180. >You eat your last cookie, then finish your milk in a few big gulps.
  181. “So what are we going to do now, auntie?”
  182. >Her eyes flick over to the clock, and she rubs her chin slowly.
  183. >A smile creeps up on her lips, “How do you feel about a round of hide and seek?”
  184. >You sharply gasp as your wings flutter.
  185. “I’d love that!”
  186. >Uttering a small laugh, she nods, “I thought as much. Okay then, I’ll seek, and you go hide.”
  187.  
  188. >You rapidly nod, then take off while she takes care of your dishes and prepares.
  189. >Even if this place is huge, there isn’t a whole lot of good places to hide in.
  190. >But despite that, there have been times where you were able to elude auntie, so you’re not going to give up.
  191. >To the second floor is where you venture, and it’s just as big the first.
  192. >There are so many more rooms up here that you have had yet to explore.
  193. >It’s strange that even though you have been here often, you still have not seen everything.
  194. >A lot of rooms are forever locked, but it’s probably because no pony is ever supposed to go into them.
  195. >Any of the places that you have hid in previous are ignored as you quickly move about.
  196. >Whatever rooms you haven’t used yet are checked, but they don’t look like they have good hiding spots.
  197. >There isn’t a whole lot of time left before auntie comes along, so you have to pick a place soon.
  198. >One of the last rooms in the hallway is entered at random, with it being dimly lit.
  199. >You look about, finding some boxes gathered together, along with several pieces of furniture covered in sheets.
  200. “This furniture should work.”
  201. >You just barely manage to get underneath a lounge chair as the telltale sound of auntie comes up the stairs.
  202. >Your breathing slows, and your heart rate quickens.
  203. >Some soft buzzing is in your ears, though you try to ignore it while listening for auntie.
  204. >One of the doors in the hallway opens, and is accompanied with her muffled voice, “Come out, come out, wherever you are.”
  205. >This is always fun, and it’s hard not to giggle.
  206. >Surely she won’t find you underneath here; it’s so small and unnoticed, it has to work.
  207. >Then again, she has surprised you so many times before.
  208. >Another door is opened, with this one being closer.
  209. >A call out, similar to the one she made mere moments ago, follows it.
  210. >She might be getting closer to you, but you are not at all worried.
  211. >Excitement is on your mind, with it being strengthened by the fact that if you can elude her, she will give you a prize.
  212. >Usually it’s candy, but there have been times where it was a toy, a book, or even-
  213. >The door to your room opens, which makes you freeze.
  214.  
  215. >Auntie’s hooves softly clop on the carpet as she slowly enters.
  216. >“Oh where, oh where could little Luftkrieg be?”
  217. >You do your best to stifle a giggle that threatens to give you away.
  218. >She keeps moving about the room, “Is she… here? No.”
  219. >Even though you can’t see her completely, her hooves pass by your spot, “What about… here? Nope.”
  220. >Continuing on, she goes to the door, “It seems she simply is not in here…”
  221. >Ha! You knew you couldn’t be ca-
  222. >“...unless.”
  223. >Auntie seemingly vanishes from your sight.
  224. >How did she do that?
  225. >Never mind it, you have to rely on hearing out for her.
  226. >Nothing comes about, save for the light buzzing and the racing of your heart in your ears.
  227. >Without warning, you’re pulled out from you spot and into the light with a cry, “GOTCHA!”
  228. “Eeep! Nonono! Please!”
  229. >Auntie begins her assault on you without any mercy whatsoever.
  230. “Hahaha! W-wait- hahah- aun-auntie! I-I ehehahahihi!”
  231. >Laughter erupts from you as she tickles you relentlessly.
  232. >Try as you might, any of your attempts to escape or resist are futile against your big, strong aunt.
  233. >She slows down the attack with a grin, “Oh, are you giving up so soon?”
  234. “Ahaha! Y-yes, please! I give, I give! Hihihi!”
  235. >At that, she stops, though never loses her grin, “ Very well then, it seems you were punished enough, no?”
  236. >As you rapidly nod, your blonde mane lightly bounces in your face.
  237. “Yeah-huh.”
  238. >Her grin fades into a soft smile, then she presses the tip of your muzzle with her hoof, “Boop.”
  239. >Your cheeks turn bright red in an instant, contrasting your snow white coat.
  240. “H-hey! Don’t boop me.”
  241. >“And why not?” She says with a slight tilt of her head.
  242. “Because…”
  243. >She arches a brow, “Because…?”
  244. >Seizing the moment, you shoot your hoof forward till it presses against her muzzle.
  245. >You stick your tongue out.
  246. “Because I will boop you right back!”
  247. >Auntie’s smile widens further, and she shakes her head slowly as you withdraw your hoof, “I see that I underestimated your speed.”
  248. “I’ve been practicing to be faster, just like mamma told me to.”
  249. >“That’s excellent to hear. I’m sure that you’ll surpass one day.”
  250. >A smile instantly overcomes your face.
  251. “Really, do you think I can actually do it?”
  252. >Nodding, she nuzzles you, “I am absolutely certain.”
  253. >If auntie says it, then it must be true.
  254.  
  255. >As she stands up, you roll over and get back up on all four hooves.
  256. >“How about we read a story, would you like that?”
  257. “Yes, auntie.”
  258. >She nods as the two of you leave behind the dusty, dim old room, and return downstairs to the living room.
  259. >While she pokes around her bookshelves, you wait patiently on her couch.
  260. >It’s very plush, with each cushion being rosy red, and every one of those has a gold design that lays across them.
  261. >You’ve looked them over before, but never gave them much thought.
  262. >The designs appear to be interlocking crosses that look almost exactly like auntie’s cutie mark.
  263. >With one of your hooves, you idly trace one that leads to another, then another; seeming as if they can go on forever and ever.
  264. >“Do you know what they mean?”
  265. >You look up to see auntie’s smiling face, with a book held close to her.
  266. “No, I don’t.”
  267. >Nodding, she sits next to you, “I thought as much.”
  268. >With a small, happy sigh, she traces one of the crosses like you are, “Each cross represents beauty, purity, and strength.”
  269. >While still tracing them, her smile grows, “Furthermore, each one is of a pony; of whom, work together in harmony for the betterment of all.”
  270. “They are?”
  271. >“Yes indeed, Luft. Every pony is capable of such greatness.”
  272. “Oh, that makes sense.”
  273. >Oddly, everything is starting to feel a bit heavier.
  274. >“Mhm. Now then, are you ready to read?”
  275. >You look to the book in her hold.
  276. “Which one is it?”
  277. >Her eyes fall to it softly, “It’s called: The valley of two Mares.”
  278. >A small yawn leaves you as you shake your head.
  279. “I’ve never heard of that one before.”
  280. >“I’m not surprised that you haven’t, it’s an old tale. But, this a very special tale, and has to be shared with a special pony.”
  281. >You give auntie a wide smile.
  282. “Like me?”
  283. >“Of course, you will always be special, more than you know.”
  284. >She opens the book, and lets you snuggle up close to her.
  285. >“Comfy?”
  286. >Once more, another yawn leaves you when you nod.
  287. >“A long, long time ago, in a valley far, far away. There lived a pair of pair of mares; one as white as snow, and the other, as red as a cherry.”
  288. >As the story slowly unfolds, your eyelids keep closing for longer.
  289.  
  290. >It’s getting harder to focus on listening to auntie, but you keep trying, anyways.
  291. >You yawn yet again, though she does not seem to mind, and just keeps reading to you.
  292. >Her voice is always so nice to hear, especially when she reads a book.
  293. >Something about it is relaxing, if not, calming, like that pond by your home.
  294. >Your mind drifts to that place., where the dragonflies and other insects dwell.
  295. >Those waters have small ripples that are memorizing to see.
  296. >Mamma likes to take you there sometimes.
  297. >Auntie’s voice begins to fade.
  298. >Everything is giving away the more you sit here with her.
  299. >Maybe if you just close your eyes for a bit, this feeling will pass.
  300. >…
  301. >…
  302. >…
  303. >Light murmuring comes, then goes.
  304. >Soon thereafter, movement can be felt, which prompts you into your opening your eyes a little.
  305. >You’re outside, with the world being much dimmer than it was earlier.
  306. >In addition, it is moving by, yet somehow, you yourself are not physically moving.
  307. >There is something else – you’re laying on something soft, with a strong scent that you perfectly know of.
  308. >You crane your head a bit, though upon doing so, a silky blond ponytail, along with a white coat fills your vision.
  309. “M-mamma?”
  310. >She turns her head just enough for one of her emerald eyes to fall on you, “Yes, my dear?”
  311. >If you’re out here with her, then that means…
  312. “I’m sorry, I d-didn’t mean to fall asleep at auntie’s.”
  313. >“It’s okay, you had a long day.”
  314. “I did?”
  315. >She nods as she looks forward again, and keeps walking along at a leisurely pace.
  316. >If she say’s so, then it’s true.
  317. >You tiredly look about, realizing that you’re laying on the space between her large, beautiful wings.
  318. >This spot is always so nice, warm, and welcoming to be on.
  319. >That comfort is enough to draw out a tiny yawn.
  320. >One of her ears flick back, “You can go back to sleep if you like.”
  321. >Considering how tired you still are, it’s impossible to not do just as she suggested.
  322. >You curl up again, with your thoughts swiftly going elsewhere.
  323. >Someday, when you get big and strong like her; you’ll lead and protect ponies like she does.
  324. >Someday, every pony will be happy and united like they are here in the village.
  325. >Someday, there will be no more fighting, just peace.
  326. >Someday, someday…

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