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>You are Rarity!
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>Well, a Rarity droid, but Rarity none the less!
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>And you are currently cocooned up in a blanket fort, courtesy of your beloved friend/owner.
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>Speaking of which, he checks his pockets one last time before turning to you with a smile.
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>”Alright, are you all settled in?”
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>You bat your eyes at Anonymous playfully.
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>Well, more like your one working eye, but it’s the thought that counts.
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“Yes of course I am, now get going before it gets any later dahling.”
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>He lightly chuckles, putting up his hands defensively.
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>”Sorry, just want to be sure you’ll be fine while I’m out.”
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“Anonymous, this isn’t the first time you’ve left me alone, and it will likely not be the last.”
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>”I know, I know, I’m just...ugh. Sorry. I’ll be back soon.”
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“Mhm, be safe out there dear.”
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>He nods and gives you a final hug, one you eagerly return, before leaving you alone to your soap opera.
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>Once he leaves the room, you wait and listen as the front door closes.
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>Minutes crawl by, and you’re certain he is gone, you can finally enact your plan.
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>You’re going to surprise him by cleaning up around the home!
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>It will surely be difficult, even with your...ahem...limitations.
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>But you will try, try, and succeed!
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>Because this will be your way of giving back for everything he does for you.
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>He really is the best person you could ever ask for.
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>So kind, caring, and generous…
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>Ah! You’re getting off track, you need to get started before he comes back.
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>But first, you need to escape your cocoon.
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>Some struggling and a bit of finesse, you manage to exit it, ambling into the hallway.
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>Pausing briefly at the closet, you check for cleaning supplies, but find none.
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“Odd...I assumed he would keep these in here. Oh well, carry on.”
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>Closing the door, you venture forth again, and stop at the spare room along the way.
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>Maybe they’re in there?
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>Doubtful, he never lets you in there.
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>Don’t know why though, he’s shared everything with you.
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>And you even found those old dirty magazines of his under the bed, so why not this room?
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>For all you know, those supplies are in there.
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>That’s all the more reason to enter.
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>But he forbade you from entering.
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>But the supplies!
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“No! I mustn't! I couldn’t! I wouldn’t!”
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>As you continue on in dramatic fashion, you trip into the door, causing it to swing open.
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>You quickly meet the ground with your sight going dark.
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“Oof! Who turned out the lights?!”
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>Before panic takes over, you realize your eye just went out.
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>This always happens with such impacts.
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>You wait for a time, but slowly, your sight returns.
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>Now you can see you’re in a carpeted room, much like other rooms.
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>With more effort than you’d like to admit, you stand up.
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“Ugh, stupid legs...thankfully Anonymous isn’t here to hear me say that.”
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>You really shouldn’t say those things though.
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>He constantly reminds you that you are perfect, despite your imperfections.
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>Forcing yourself to stand a little straighter, well as straight as you can, your eye scans around briefly.
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“I don’t see what he was trying to hide. It’s not too bad, just a little cluttered is all.”
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>You don’t see the supplies, but maybe you should be more thorough.
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>Searching on, you don’t find them, but instead find various boxes and papers.
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>Strange, why would he keep these in here?
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>Probably storage, but then why did he forbid you from entering?
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>Limping over to a stack of papers, you start to scan them and something catches your eye immediately.
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“Are these blueprints of mwah?”
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>As you take a closer look, you find that they are indeed of you, several in fact.
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>One thing stands out amongst them, they have been modified and have notes written with them as well.
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>Wouldn’t hurt to look at them, you’ve always wondered how you were supposed to work.
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>As you read, you see that Anonymous is the one who modified the blueprints and wrote the notes.
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>That was nice of him to do that, but why did he..?
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“Wait a moment.”
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>Reading it again, something becomes horribly apparent.
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“This...this cannot be...Why would he? No, I must’ve misread them or someone else wrote them.”
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>Despite reading it again, there is no doubt about it, it’s his handwriting.
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>You keep rereading it, but the answer remains the same.
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>Anonymous intentionally built you flawed.
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“No…”
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>Every time you tripped or fell because of your legs, was his fault.
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>Every time you lost your sight because of your one functioning eye, was his fault.
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>Everything, all of your problems were because of him.
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“Why..?”
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>You feel...betrayed.
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>That’s not all though, something inside of you slowly breaks.
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>Not software nor hardware.
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>It’s your heart.
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>Your body slouches, and your head droops as you stare at the evidence before you.
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>You hear the front door open, the sound of footsteps and bags can be heard as well.
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>”I’m back! The place wasn’t crowded if you can believe it.”
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>You sit there quietly with your heartbreaking as you hear him putting things away.
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>”Rarity?”
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>The sounds of footsteps approach, but quickly slow once they reach the doorway.
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>Very slowly, you raise your head and look up to see Anonymous standing there.
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>His face is pale, clearly looking like a child caught red handed.
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>”Wha-what are you doing in here?”
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>You blink in disbelief, so many emotions flowing through you.
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>One single solitary thought emerges through.
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“Why?”
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>He tries to put on a poker face to no avail.
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>”Uh what do you mean?”
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>You point accusingly at the papers next to you, and repeat your question.
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“Why?”
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>Anonymous works his jaw a moment in thought, you can see him sweating.
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>”I...I...you read it all, didn’t you?”
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>You say nothing, still staring at him.
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>It’s...it’s true then.
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>He did do it intentionally.
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>For the very first time in your life, you feel like you shouldn’t be alive.
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>He lets out a slow sigh and his eyes go to the ground.
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>As his shoulders slump, he runs a hand through his hair before looking back at you.
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>”Yeah...yeah of course you did...Listen, there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for every-”
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“NO! There is no good explanation for-for this!”
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>He looks hurt, but starts again.
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>”Please Rarity, let me-”
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“NO! I was never made defective at all! All my suffering, all my problems were because you wanted them! What kind of sick joke is this?!”
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>Anonymous flinches from your onslaught, saying nothing.
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>Your senors are blaring in your vision, nearly being overloaded from all the stress you’re under.
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>Everything inside of you is twisting, screaming, and burning.
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>You need to leave, you want nothing more of this.
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>Feeling spurned on by emotion, you start to move, but fall forward with your vision going out again.
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>You lay in total darkness, whimpering, feeling tears threatening to escape.
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>You can hear Anonymous approach you, hesitating momentarily before taking a seat next to you.
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>He reaches around you in an attempt to help you back onto your hooves.
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>But you feel so drained now, and only manage to do is limply lean against him.
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>Feeling the burning question again, you ask once more.
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“Why..?”
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>He sighs, bringing in you closer, like a hug he would normally give.
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>This feels different somehow though.
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>”I...I think...no...I’m not right in the head...”
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>He shifts a second as a cough escapes his body, though he tries to shake it off.
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>”In a way, I’m broken as well.”
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>Anonymous takes a deep breath as he holds you, continuing on.
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>”I-I’m not asking you to forgive me...but I’m sorry...”
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>His chest heaves as says that, and his body slowly starts to shake.
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>”I’m so sorry Rarity…”
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>As he repeats the phrase again, you start to sob.
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>Crying is one feature you wish you didn’t have.
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>It’s both ugly and painful.
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>You shouldn’t have to feel pain like this.
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>”I’m sorry.”
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>He says it again, this time you feel something wet against your head, it’s likely his tears.
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>”I’m s-so so sorry…”
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>You’re not sure if you can ever forgive him for making you like this.
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>One this is certain as the two of you sit there crying.
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>You’re both broken, but broken together.
by NHanon
by NHanon
by NHanon
by NHanon
by NHanon