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(This is just my first story idea for PJ2023 and is not an actual entry)
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>She set it ablaze...
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>You were worried your face would catch fire but it only extended far enough to blind you
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>A party candle in the shape of a 4 hovers in front of you
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>"You're awake! That's good, I was quite worried."
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>Worried?
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>You try to speak but you can only manage a groan
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>Now that you remember that you have eyeballs, you also remember that it feels like someone smashed the shit out of your head
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>"Oh-no no, don't let your head roll like that! I think you got a concussion. And while magic can help... well... I wanna have a talk with you for a moment."
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>Talk with who?
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>Who the hell would crack your noggin, put you somewhere dark an-
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"...Miss Twilight's Mom?"
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>The candle pulls back to show that while you may be seeing double, it is most definitely Twilight's mom
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>Something... Velvet?
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>Like the cake
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>"Hi there, Anon! Yup, it's me. I wish we could have spoken a little less... harshly?"
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"Did you do this?"
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>What is it with mares always being the violent ones?
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>Big Mac nudged you with a cart once and made it up to you by giving you a quantifiable fuckton of deep-freeze pastries
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>"Oh no... well. I mean, yes. But I didn't mean to hit you that hard! But that's not important right now."
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>What the hell could be so important that it warrants that?!
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>Sensing your frustration, she gives you a deceptively warm smile
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>"It's about Twilight. I know that her birthday is coming up in two weeks and..."
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>She leans forward
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>"You're still gonna propose to her... right?"
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"W-wha?"
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>First off, how did she know you were planning on popping that question?
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>Secondly...
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>...
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>...
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>...
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>How did she know you weren't going to pop?
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>"Ohhh don't mind the "how", Anon. Old mares like me have our ways."
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>She got to Spike
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>God damn it
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>"I know that ever since she became an alicorn, she's been getting... well, well... a little scattered. More so than she usually does. Mothers have to be honest."
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>That's putting it one way
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>"And she confided in me that you and her... that you don't look at her the same. That isn't true, surely."
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>You don't answer
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>You could use the main in your skull as an excuse
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>But it's true
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>Twilight with wings just...
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>It's off-putting
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>You don't dislike the princesses but you don't find them attractive in any way
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>No disrespect meant, naturally
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>But your purple smart
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>Your beloved
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>She seems like a different pony now
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>"I see that look in your eye... I know it's hard to accept change, sometimes. But you know it's still her. And she still loves you."
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"She doesn't act like she does anymore."
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>You answer on gut instinct
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>With even the faintest move, you can feel that you can't move your hands
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>You're probably tied down to something
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>If you could move, you would at least try to hide the sour look on your face
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>"Oh, but she does! We talk almost every day now, you know. With her now being a Princess, it's... it's a lot to take in, I'll say so."
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>Ms. Twilight's Mom paces around you, the birthday candle following around your head
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>"Mercy, I went a little hard... I am sorry, Anon. With you being my son-in-law, I really should have thought twice."
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>Or at least asked you normally, like a normal...
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>Nevermind
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>She stops when she's in view
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>"Anyway, I just want to make sure... you are still going to propose to her."
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>You roll your eyes
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"I mean, you're acting like I've been ignoring her. The last two dates I had planned, she canceled on."
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>Miss Purple Mom looks taken aback
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>"She did?"
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"Yeah! She's going to Canterlot, focused on learning how to fly, she..."
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>She hasn't slept at your side ever since it happened, and has been refusing your usual advances
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>Quite definitively, at that
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"She doesn't make it seem like she wants to remain close anymore."
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>"That... she didn't tell me about."
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"I'll bet. Did she ever have that conversation that starts out normal but then she stops and alludes to how she'll most likely live for a thousand years and then wander off in a daze?"
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>The edge in your voice isn't aggression
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>It isn't even frustration
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>Without being theatrical, it's despair
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>The old mare seems to understand you
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>Her expression is familiar
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>"Yes... she did. The first night she came to us, all in a flustered mess, she went from excited, to afraid, to excited again, to sad..."
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>A smile flickers on and off of her face
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>"To... realizing that she's going to outlast me, her father, her brother, that little dragon of hers. Every pony she's ever known, including those friends of hers."
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"...and probably me too."
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>Miss Bookhorse's madre nods
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>"That's right. And you too. There's truly nothing I could say to help her. As a mother-a parent-it hurts the most when you know you can't help."
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>The candle flickers out
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>"Oopsie, sorry."
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>Another one ignites before you
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>Another 4
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>"Sorry about that, Anon. These are all I had at the time I thought this up."
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"No, it... it's fine."
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>You try to wave away the act
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>If you could fucking wave
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>As if your shit wasn't cracked like an egg
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>Despite all of that, you can't find it in you to take offense at this
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>Not more than you usually do from the other insane antics that come from ponies
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>Not when it comes to Twilight's happiness
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"I... I still want to, you know? But I want to know that she'll still have meaning in it. I want to know that she will put herself into it, and not just treat me like an accessory."
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>Doesn't help that the mint pony has taken advantage of your being lost and has looped you into mane brushing sessions
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>You would never admit it but you like having someone to talk to
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>And she has let it be known that she admires your hands
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"I can't propose to her just based on momentum. I have to know it will be real."
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>Miss Mommy watches your face
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>"I don't have an answer for that, I'm afraid."
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>Both of you look up at the sound of some sort of knocking
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>"Oh horse feathers, that's Twilight."
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"It's what?!"
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>"She always knocks that way. Listen-she can't know you're here. It might make for a bad time."
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"I'm sorry, "might"?"
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>"Listen, I'll be right back. But for now I gotta see what she needs. If she sees you here, like this, it might... ah... well. You know."
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"Don't do it, lady."
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>"I'll be right back, I promise! I'll even bring you some juice!"
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"I'm warning you, if you-"
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>That was it
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>That was hours ago
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>You can still hear them talking
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>They went from niceties to plans and her upcoming birthday
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>And her birthday wish
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>Despite everything, your hearing is razor sharp when it comes to your Twilight
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>"I hope Anon and I can make up... do you think he still loves me?"
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>Twilight's Mom sounds far too loud to be a coincidence
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>"Oh, I'm sure he loves you with ALL his heart! In fact, I bet he'll even have a HUGE present for you!"
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>"...why are you shouting?"
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>"Never you mind that, sweetie."
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>That mare is a psycho, plain and simple
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>Her daughter may have made the wish
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>But she blew out the candle
by BlondieAnon
by BlondieAnon
by BlondieAnon
by BlondieAnon
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