He heard a little knock of hooves at his quarters and even though he was deep into his work he knew he couldn’t turn anypony down. When the door opened it was little Sparkling Apples who up until this point had shown nothing but boundless energy and optimism for the situation though now he approaches Voodoo, a seemingly different pony altogether.
Voodoo can see that he has tears in his eyes and understands what is going on without the little filly turned colt even saying a word.
He is terrified that he will be stuck like this forever.
Voodoo glances over at the cluttered desk of mixtures and books but then shrugs internally, even though desperate to turn everypony back to normal as fast as possible nothing is more important in this moment than fixing this little one some nice warm cocoa and listening to his worries. Voodoo simply can’t neglect the bond he has with this filly, mind darting back to all the times she would visit prior to the fusions and to his past responsibilities as a guidance counsellor to all creatures large and small.
Voodoo puts his hoof under the colts chin and sings an ancient rhyme; one that Sparkling remembered from long ago and then the zebracorn proceeded to hug him telling him everything would be okay as long as he had anything to do with it ;) (Wink)
though that does make Sparkling’s school crushes a little odd now doesn’t it? they joked together-liquid marshmallows dripping down Sparkling’s muzzle like a little white beard which set the two into hysterics even more.
Written and illustrated by the lovely :iconrainbowtashie: