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Spoon Bait III: Rise of the Spoon
Silver Spoon sped to her room, a freshly-arrived package in tow. There had been a lot of buzz about the Dynamic Duo, particularly about the Gilded Spoon, and she couldn’t wait to see what had happened. She quickly pulled the comic out of the package and opened it.
Silver Spoon looked around. She was inside the Crystal Cove, but all of the lights were down. Confetti and streamers were scattered all around her, and in the darkness she could barely make out a banner hanging from the ceiling.
Congratulations, Gilded Spoon!
There had been a party here, and she had been the guest of honor. Crystal Crown slowly stepped into view.
“Congratulations again, Spoony,” she said as she gave Silver Spoon a hug. “I’m so proud of you.”
“This…” Silver Spoon said distantly. “This was… my graduation…”
Crystal Crown smiled knowingly. “It feels like just yesterday we defending Got-Them City together, but you passed the Hero’s Exam, just like I always knew you would.” She gave Silver Spoon another hug. “You’re not my little sidekick anymore. You’re a true hero.”
Silver Spoon started hyperventilating. “No! I’m—I’m not ready.” She finally realized which issue she was in. It was the last one before the time-skip when Gilded Spoon is all grown up and a successful hero. It was the last one before the publishers decided to run Crystal Crown and Gilded Spoon as two separate publications.
It was the last issue to feature them together: A Farewell to the Dynamic Duo.
“I don’t wanna go!” Silver Spoon said. “I wanna stay here, with you!”
Crystal Crown gave her a concerned look. “I know you’re scared. It’s okay to be.” She placed a hoof against Silver Spoon. “You have so much to offer the world. I know you’re ready for this.”
Silver Spoon could feel the tears building in her eyes, no matter how much she was blinking. “I—” she croaked. “I don’t know if I can be a hero on my own.” She looked at the little wooden spoon in her hooves. “What if I’m not good enough?”
Crystal Crown gently lifted her chin. “You said it yourself, Spoony. ‘It’s the spoon on the inside that counts’.”
“You don’t understand,” Silver Spoon said, shaking her head. “I’ve done… a lot mean things. A lot of bad things.” Despite her efforts, a tear managed to escape. “What if the spoon inside me isn’t good?”
Crystal Crown looked at her curiously. “Well, do you feel bad about the things you’ve done?”
Silver Spoon ran a hoof across her muzzle and nodded.
“Then you still have time to make it right.”
Silver Spoon sniffled. “Really?”
“We all have a tragic backstory, Spoony,” Crystal Crown said gently. “It’s up to us to decide if we’ll let it turn us into a hero or a villain.”
Silver Spoon hugged her tight. “It’s not too late for me to be a hero?”
“It’s never too late.” Crystal wrapped her forelimbs around her. “You can be anything you want to be.”
“Do you really mean that?”
“Of course,” Crystal Crown said with a chuckle. “Look at me: mild-mannered billionaire-dentist by day, defender of Got-Them City by night.” She smiled to Silver Spoon. “What do you want to be?”
“I…” Silver Spoon took a deep breath. “I want to be a good pony. A pony who does the right thing.”
Crystal Crown nodded to her. “I knew you were ready.”
They joined in one last embrace.
“I’m gonna miss you…” Silver Spoon said.
“I’ll miss you, too,” Crystal Crown said, “but I know you’ll be the best hero you can be.”
Silver Spoon hugged the comic book as tightly as she could. Tears began to leak onto its pages as it slowly faded away.
“Look, Silver Spoon,” Diamond Tiara said with a sneer. “It’s those little blank-flanks.” She giggled to herself mischievously. “I bet we can Scootaloo cry today if we try hard enough.”
Silver Spoon kept her gaze on the ground.
“Hey!” Diamond Tiara huffed. “Are you even listening to me?”
“Huh?” Silver Spoon shook her head. “Oh, yeah—I’m listening.”
“Well, come on, then.” Diamond Tiara turned to start walking over to the Crusaders.
Silver Spoon closed her eyes tight and swallowed hard. She wanted to be a good pony. She wanted to be a pony who does the right thing.
She wanted to be a hero.
“Not today, Diamond Tiara.”
Silver Spoon looked around. She was inside the Crystal Cove, but all of the lights were down. Confetti and streamers were scattered all around her, and in the darkness she could barely make out a banner hanging from the ceiling.
Congratulations, Gilded Spoon!
There had been a party here, and she had been the guest of honor. Crystal Crown slowly stepped into view.
“Congratulations again, Spoony,” she said as she gave Silver Spoon a hug. “I’m so proud of you.”
“This…” Silver Spoon said distantly. “This was… my graduation…”
Crystal Crown smiled knowingly. “It feels like just yesterday we defending Got-Them City together, but you passed the Hero’s Exam, just like I always knew you would.” She gave Silver Spoon another hug. “You’re not my little sidekick anymore. You’re a true hero.”
Silver Spoon started hyperventilating. “No! I’m—I’m not ready.” She finally realized which issue she was in. It was the last one before the time-skip when Gilded Spoon is all grown up and a successful hero. It was the last one before the publishers decided to run Crystal Crown and Gilded Spoon as two separate publications.
It was the last issue to feature them together: A Farewell to the Dynamic Duo.
“I don’t wanna go!” Silver Spoon said. “I wanna stay here, with you!”
Crystal Crown gave her a concerned look. “I know you’re scared. It’s okay to be.” She placed a hoof against Silver Spoon. “You have so much to offer the world. I know you’re ready for this.”
Silver Spoon could feel the tears building in her eyes, no matter how much she was blinking. “I—” she croaked. “I don’t know if I can be a hero on my own.” She looked at the little wooden spoon in her hooves. “What if I’m not good enough?”
Crystal Crown gently lifted her chin. “You said it yourself, Spoony. ‘It’s the spoon on the inside that counts’.”
“You don’t understand,” Silver Spoon said, shaking her head. “I’ve done… a lot mean things. A lot of bad things.” Despite her efforts, a tear managed to escape. “What if the spoon inside me isn’t good?”
Crystal Crown looked at her curiously. “Well, do you feel bad about the things you’ve done?”
Silver Spoon ran a hoof across her muzzle and nodded.
“Then you still have time to make it right.”
Silver Spoon sniffled. “Really?”
“We all have a tragic backstory, Spoony,” Crystal Crown said gently. “It’s up to us to decide if we’ll let it turn us into a hero or a villain.”
Silver Spoon hugged her tight. “It’s not too late for me to be a hero?”
“It’s never too late.” Crystal wrapped her forelimbs around her. “You can be anything you want to be.”
“Do you really mean that?”
“Of course,” Crystal Crown said with a chuckle. “Look at me: mild-mannered billionaire-dentist by day, defender of Got-Them City by night.” She smiled to Silver Spoon. “What do you want to be?”
“I…” Silver Spoon took a deep breath. “I want to be a good pony. A pony who does the right thing.”
Crystal Crown nodded to her. “I knew you were ready.”
They joined in one last embrace.
“I’m gonna miss you…” Silver Spoon said.
“I’ll miss you, too,” Crystal Crown said, “but I know you’ll be the best hero you can be.”
Silver Spoon hugged the comic book as tightly as she could. Tears began to leak onto its pages as it slowly faded away.
“Look, Silver Spoon,” Diamond Tiara said with a sneer. “It’s those little blank-flanks.” She giggled to herself mischievously. “I bet we can Scootaloo cry today if we try hard enough.”
Silver Spoon kept her gaze on the ground.
“Hey!” Diamond Tiara huffed. “Are you even listening to me?”
“Huh?” Silver Spoon shook her head. “Oh, yeah—I’m listening.”
“Well, come on, then.” Diamond Tiara turned to start walking over to the Crusaders.
Silver Spoon closed her eyes tight and swallowed hard. She wanted to be a good pony. She wanted to be a pony who does the right thing.
She wanted to be a hero.
“Not today, Diamond Tiara.”