"I know. I can see their heat signatures sometimes. It gives me headaches, though." Narrowleaf responded.
"Flitter is the only one who ever tells me anything anymore." Bolt said, scoffing. "I still have the power to do it...but I need an okay from all...300 of them i think?" And chances are we'll never see 298 of them. Brisk banished me from the realm. I saved her from Chrysalis, and she banished me. I think Brisk hates me... Leaf, do you want me to try to go back in?" Bolt asked, wanting the answer to be yes with all of his being.
"Sprite! We have to get out of this!" "Shh... Viking. Calm down. They can hear us." "What?!?! How long?" "Not that long. They don't know what we are." "Fantastic. Are they dying with curiosity?" "I can only hear your thoughts, Viking. Not theirs."
"I don't know... Look, that tome... feeds of my energy... I need to lie d-down..." Narrowleaf said through deep breaths.
Bolt zapped him with a yellow spell, and instantly his head had a sharp pain. "Ouch! We don't have time to lay down. I gave you some of my energy. Ouch, my head!!!!" Bolt yelled. "I think it was from whatever Brisk hit me with. I'm going back in. Stand watch. Take this...It's another strength charm...but I think you'll like the effects. Read the letter with it." Bolt said, disappearing once more. Letter: Say "Nature's roots, aid me in this attack" and trees will literally pop up wherever you stomp your hoof, in a straight line from that spot. Have fun -Bolt
"Hmm... This could be fun..." Narrowleaf took a seed from his mane and put it in a small hole, along with the charm. "C'mon... work..." He said, kicking charred dirt on top of them.
"Sprite! It's Bolt!" said Flitter's voice. "Buck. They can't know. What can we do?" came a crying Brisk voice.
Suddenly, a stallion made of tree bark rose from the dirt. He saluted Narrowleaf. "Go scout around, look out for any... signs... of trouble..."
"We already know. Leaf has been able to see you this whole time. I've heard you. The question is for Brisk and Flitter...Leaf wants to marry you, Brisk, and I want to marry you, Flitter. I know a way to make this happen, and we'll either have to pick one of you to carry on the extras, or I'll gladly give up my horn to give all of you your own life...think about it, we'd be able to repopulate New Equestria all in one day! But the answer falls to you two...are you willing to be separated but not really separated?" Bolt asked.
The wooden stallion rushed back, pointed over a hill, then turned back into the charm. "Wonder what he saw..." Narrowleaf trotted to the hill and saw nothing. "Lousy..."
"All 300 of you are some sort of weird type of family. 300 is an estimate. And no offence, I find it quite interesting. You all seem to answer to one ultimate pony...who is neither Brisk or Flitter. And out of the 300 of you, 150 like me more than Leaf and the other 150 like him more than me. Brisk hates me. I don't think Flitter does. And that's about it." Bolt said, shrugging.
"What?" came Brisk's voice. "Sprite..." came Flitter's reluctant voice. "That's not it at all. There are two of use. Me, Sprite, and her, Viking."
Well. Leaf lied to me then. I think it's because I've heard you all speak in about 4 voices a bunch of times...sorry. Well, Viking, Sprite, nice to meet you. I'm Fire Bolt. I'm still maintaining that Brisk hates me...how couldn't she? I've been nothing but a conceited jerk...but back to the question...the good news is I'll be able to regrow my horn, but do y'all want to be split or not? You can teach me about it afterwards.
"Pfft... Some friends..." He said to himself, sarcastically. "Ehh... I wish I knew what they're talking about..."
(Alllllriiiiiight *screamo tone cuz I'm me*) "Narrowleaf, get in here" Bolt said. His horn glowed, and Leaf was sucked into Brisk's mind.
"Brisk, Flitter...do you wanna go with my plan...because I believe it will end this stupid fighting...and we'll have two more ponies in our family, and that's always a plus." Bolt said, standing close to Leaf.
"You don't understand.." came a distressed Brisk's voice. "My name is Sprite. You know me as Brisk, but my name is Sprite. Flitter is Viking."
