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Colors of a Rainbow - Chapter 6

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  1. “What do you need me to do, sir?”
  2. >He smiles, standing up out of his chair and walking around his desk. “Walk with Rainbow and I for a while, Anonymous,” he says, beckoning you with a hoof as he and Rainbro both walk out of the office.
  3. >”Tell me, do you know what we do here, Anonymous?” he asks after a few moments of walking. His lab outfit was similar to Rainbro’s, however it was a lighter gray color, rather than the typical white you had seen on the other employees. His tone-of-voice was also surprising as well; you expected an engineer to have a grittier voice, but his voice had a more… soothing aspect to it.
  4. “Not entirely. But I know that you fuel the rest of Cloudsdale with the power needed to run the weather facilities.”
  5. >He closes his eyes for a moment and nods, before opening them again, staring forward. “This facility is the Rainbow Factory. We supply the essence known as Spectra, used to power the rest of Cloudsdale. And though our setting seems a bit less… prestigious-looking than the rest of Cloudsdale, I can guarantee you it is just as important as the rest,” he says, turning to look at you. “Do you know how Spectra is made, Anonymous?”
  6. >You shake your head.
  7. >He nods, turning back forward. Rainbro casts a quick glance at him, before returning her gaze forward as well. “Spectra is the purest essence of rainbow, Anonymous. During the years before the rise of Nightmare Moon, Princess Celestia and Luna controlled both the sun and the moon. You know of this story, correct, Anonymous?”
  8. >You nod silently. You, of course, never knew about this story due to never paying attention in your Equestrian History class, but he seems to be going somewhere with this.
  9. >”Indeed. However, after the banishment of Princess Luna to the moon, Celestia had to take on the colossal task of raising both the sun and the moon. Now, as you can imagine, this can be very taxing on the Princess, having to do this.”
  10. “I can’t imagine how hard it would be.”
  11. >”Quite; now, with this in mind, take into account that before all of this, not only did the alicorn princesses control the day and night, but the weather as well?”
  12. >Your eyes widen. You hadn’t even heard about this, not even in passing talk or stories.
  13. “I hadn’t known that.”
  14. >The three of you turn at a hallway, and you see two masked pegasi fly by, banking to the left and right of the three of you as to not be in your way.
  15. >”I am not surprised, Anonymous; this story is fairly unknown, even among pegasi. Only those that work in the Rainbow Factory know of this.”
  16. >You nod. Makes sense.
  17. >”Now, having a princess raise both sun and moon, as well as control the weather all across Equestria, is a nigh-impossible job, wouldn’t you agree? Even alicorns have limits in their power,” Dr. Atmosphere turns to look up at you. “You remember the wedding of Shining Armor and Princess Cadance, correct? The princess, at that point, was unable to defend against the power of the Queen Changeling. This is an example of how limited the power of an alicorn is.”
  18. >Your eyes widen. You remember that day; it was chaotic everywhere you looked.
  19. “But, how does this play into your story?”
  20. >”Because when the Princess couldn’t do all three by herself, she outsourced the creation and control of the weather patterns across Equestria to the pegasi of Cloudsdale,” Rainbro cuts in.
  21. >Wow, you’ve not seen her act so professionally before. Or use that kind of vocabulary.
  22. >”Exactly as Miss Dash said, she was unable to perform all three consistently with success,” Dr. Atmosphere smiles. “So she put us in charge of weather.”
  23. >You smile, rolling your shoulders a bit as you walk.
  24. “So, we’re really where it all starts?”
  25. >Dr. Atmosphere nods. “Exactly! We are the source of all of the power of the weather facilities. Without us, the pegasi wouldn’t be able to control the weather. Crops would die, ponies would starve, and everything would fall into disorder… we’re, essentially, all that stands between us and complete extinction!”
  26. >Your eyes widen. He turns fully to look at you, lifting up onto two hind legs, placing a front hoof on your chest, balancing and staring you dead in the eyes.
  27. >”And you, Anonymous, will be at the heart of it all! Your role in the Factory will be nigh-essential to the creation of Spectra, and the powering of the weather facilities!” he exclaims, his eyes never leaving yours.
  28. >…Come to think of it, they were the same color as Rainbro’s…
  29. >You grin proudly, helping him down to the ground after his excited outburst.
  30. “You can count on me!”
  31. >”Excellent!” he laughs, stamping his hoof in glee. “We’ll have you start first thing tomorrow morning!”
  32. >You smile at him, and then to Rainbro. She looks up at you, grins, and holds up a hoof.
  33. >Dr. Amosphere, after calming down looks to Rainbro, and then you, before chuckling and raising a hoof as well.
  34. >You grin, and slam your two fists into each hoof, the air around the three of you charged with pure, raw electricity from the contact of such bro-ism.
  35. >…At least, that’s what it felt like.
  36.  
  37. >That was four years ago. And it was the proudest moment of your life.
  38. >But after that, you and Fluttershy never spoke actively ever again. You would occasionally exchange passing glances and hello’s, but for four, long years, the two of you never said a word to each other.
  39. >And you felt absolutely terrible for it.
  40. “Well?”
  41. >Fluttershy remains silent.
  42. >You grit your teeth a bit, before taking another swift bite out of your salad, chewing harshly on it.
  43. >”Anon, are you alright…? You’re getting awfully worked up-”
  44. “Oh, me?! I’m fine, just fan-fucking tastic!”
  45. >She flinches a bit when you use that word, and you pick up your pace eating.
  46. >You continue this for a few moments, gradually getting more aggressive with your chewing. Eventually—and you don’t even notice for the first few moments until you taste a saltiness in your meal—you start crying, your tears running down your cheeks and into the salad. Fluttershy just sits there, silent and staring, as you continue your breakdown.
  47. >Or, what was left of it, at this point. The last two bites were agonizing for you, before you slammed the bowl angrily to the floor, shattering it against the tile and placing your head into your hands, gripping it tightly.
  48. “What was I thinking coming here?! This was a terrible idea to begin with!”
  49. >You’re covering your eyes and wiping the tears away. At this point, Fluttershy is completely stunned in shock, her eyes wide as she continues watching you.
  50. >You turn to her, an angry expression on your face.
  51. “What the fuck are YOU looking at?! You have no room to be judging me, you’re the one that was rubbing herself to the thought of me all those years ago!!”
  52. >You stand up and kick your chair away before stomping out of the kitchen and into the living room, then eventually out into the open air. It’s at this time that Rainbro is just arriving back, her mane tousled and her cheeks bright red. “Hey bro, what’s up?” she asks, flying over next to you as you walk.
  53. >You take a long, heavy sigh, before responding.
  54. “Nothing. Let’s go.”
  55. >You turn one final time to look at the cottage, and see that yellow pegasus staring at you as you walk away, tears streaming down her face.
  56. >You scowl, and return to your walking. Fuck her.
  57.  
  58. >Sleep didn’t come easy for you; you were plagued by old memories fashioned into nightmares.
  59. >”Oh, Anon~…”
  60. >That phrase, continuously repeated throughout your mind, was like horseshoes on a blackboard.
  61. >The following morning, you awaken to a knocking at your door. You quickly slip into some clothing and rush down the stairs, opening the door.
  62. >Outside, it’s one of those masked pegasi. He looks up at you, his face and expression hidden behind the mask.
  63. >”Anonymous?” he asks, his voice muffled a bit.
  64. >You nod, yawning and rubbing one eye.
  65. “What is it?”
  66. >He looks around a moment, before back to you. “Doctor Atmosphere has requested you come to the Factory immediately.”
  67. “But… it’s the weekend, my day off…”
  68. >He nods. “He said it was a matter of great importance. You are expected to be there within two hours.”
  69. >And with that final word, he flies off.
  70. >Damn… and you thought you were going to get some decent sleep today, Anon?
  71. >Fuck you too, world.
  72.  
  73. >You stumble sleepily the Factory around three hours later, placing your hand along the wall for support as you made your way to your work area.
  74. >As you walk inside, you slip hastily into your lab outfit, and put the gloves on as you get to your station.
  75. >You tap a few times on the microphone with your hand, before speaking.
  76. “Sorry I’m late. I’m ready to start now.”
  77. >”Anonymous, I must say, I’m disappointed; what took you so long?” a voice comes from the opposite side. Doctor Atmosphere.
  78. “I apologize for my tardiness, though in fairness I didn’t get much sleep last night.”
  79. >You hear a chuckle on the other end. At least he wasn’t angry. You weren’t too keen on seeing him when he was angry.
  80. >”It’s quite alright; however because you were an hour late, we must move quickly if we are to meet our quota. Startup the machine!” you hear him call out, and in quick succession you hear the sound of gears clicking against one another as the facility springs to life.
  81. “Oh, where’s Rainbow today?”
  82. >”She woke up feeling a bit ill this morning, so she’s taking a sick day. I’m sure she’ll be alright within the next few days,” he says, as a buzzer sounds. “Alright, the first source is up! This one is orange! Are you ready, Anonymous?”
  83. >You smile. You always loved the color of orange; so warm, yet it had a sense of… passion, about it.
  84. “Ready when you are!”
  85. >”Begin!” he shouts, and you press the corresponding colored button and pull down the lever, watching intently as the colorful Spectra travels down the chute and into the open vat of rainbows below. Truly, it was a beautiful thing.
  86. >”Next, we have a blue one!” he exclaims, and you grin. Blue was such a calming color. Not to mention, it was the color of your bro’s fur.
  87. “Ready!”
  88. >”Start!” he exclaims, and you repeat the process, watching as the glowing liquid-like substance travels down into the vat below.
  89. >”Beautiful job! Next up, is a yellow one!”
  90. >…Yellow.
  91. >The same color as Fluttershy.
  92. >Your expression wavers for a bit, but returns to a slightly-forced smile, if anything to keep your mood up.
  93. “Ready when you are.”
  94. >”Start!” he exclaims, and you press the yellow button and pull down the lever.
  95. >The Spectra travels down the chute, and into the vat of colors.
  96. >Beautiful. The scene of the colors flowing down into the vat calmed you a bit, and you lean back into your chair.
  97. >Wait… something else came down with it as well! You wouldn’t have noticed it if you weren’t thinking about Fluttershy and connecting the two with each other.
  98. >Right there, on the side of the yellow chute…
  99. >…Were three long, flowing pink locks of hair.
  100. >It takes you a second to realize this. Progress stops momentarily, and you hear Dr. Atmosphere’s voice getting progressively angrier on the intercom.
  101. >You drown the voices, the sounds of the Factory, everything, out as you realize what just happened.
  102. >What you’ve been doing for the past four years…
  103. >Oh Celestia… what have you done?!
  104.  
  105. >End Chapter 6
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