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Loki was staring at her like he’d never seen her before. The worst thing was that she didn’t think he could imagine it. Just like her friends couldn’t have imagined anything as bad as what had happened to them in Asgard, her mother was so hurt and damaged that he couldn’t even conceive of a place as happy and kind as Equestria. ‘It can’t be as utopian as you believe it,’ he said.
‘It is. It really, really is.’
He was silent for a few moments longer, his hand still moving in her mane. He took it out long enough to take another long mouthful of the soup and follow it with a long drink of water, before lowering himself back down to lie more comfortably on his front, hand going back to her mane. ‘Tell me another of your stories, then,’ he said.
She’d told him a lot about her life in Equestria, when he was too in pain to talk even with Zecora’s potions, or too tired, or too damaged. It was a mirror image of her foalhood, in a way, when he’d crept into her stable to talk to her, teach her things, tell her stories. The only one who’d treated her like a person, not an animal. ‘Did I tell you about when the Ponyville pegasi got chosen to lift water up to Cloudsdale?’ she asked, and Loki shook his head. ‘Well, Rainbow Dash was determined that Ponyville was going to set the record for being the absolute fastest pegasi ever, you see…’
It was a simple story, but a sweet one, with a happy ending. And as she recounted how Fluttershy conquered her fears, she could see at last, on her mother’s face, a tiny but genuine smile.
That was all she ever wanted. For everyone to be happy.
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Fantastic work, anon. Absolutely fantastic.
Pinkie/Sleipnir having shapeshifting abilities but limited to horse-shaped forms is a great detail. And this:
‘Pinkie Pie Lokisdottir,’ he said. ‘Bearer of the Element of Laughter. And a goddess in your own right, even if it’s never acknowledged, never known. I am the God of Lies, and you are my daughter, and that makes you a goddess.’ She didn’t know where he was going by this, but she didn’t like it. ‘Goddess of Laughter, of Joy, of Happiness. It’s very fitting. Happiness is only ever the daughter of Lies.’
...EPIC. And heartbreaking; well the whole parent-child relationship in this fic is beautiful and heartbreaking. I mentioned the tears in my eyes, right?
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Damn, I want a happy end. Rescue. Loki living happily ever after in Equestria, maybe a bit bitter, weary of his old life and ways, but eventually happy. ;.;
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I want Loki to be rescued.
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