>You are Aryanne and you are very excited
>Today is the day after all, His day
>You had woken up hours before the sun rose in anticipation and started making preparations for your trip
"Water, check; Apples, check; Eiernockerl, almost done"
>You had ate it once back where you came from having been told it was His favorite food
>Throwing some garnish on top the dish was finished and you scoop it into a bowl to save for when you get there
>On top of the food, you pack some other essentials for the day 
>A picnic blanket, a pillow, some cups, and a pair of gardening shears
>Making your final checks you set off towards the market to pick up a flower

>It is a beautiful morning outside
>There are some scattered clouds and the full of the sun is just cresting the horizon to the east
>The town had just started to wake up as you made your way through the square, waving to each and every pony you saw
>It was always a struggle to contain yourself on this day
>Approaching the flower stand you saw Lily Valley setting out some arrangements for the day but you weren't here for any of that
"Guten Morgen Lily!" 
>You didn't have any trouble with ponish, but when you were excited you would often slip back into your native tongue for a sentence or two
>"Ah, Ary. Guten morgen!"
>She gives a slight chuckle after repeating the foreign words
"It arrived right?"
>"Yep, came in yesterday afternoon. It'll be 10 bits."
>Reaching into your saddlebag you pulled out the sack containing the bits as Lily went to go get the flower
>It was a bit of a price for one flower but understandably so
>The flower itself isn't rare, but it is special order from the Crystal Empire
>More specifically halfway up Mount Everhoof which was enough to justify the cost itself
>Placing the sack on the stand Lily returned with the flower
>Here it's called an Ice Daisy but you knew it by a different name
>Edelweiss
>Another remnant of knowledge from your home
"Thank you, it looks more beautiful than last year's"
>"Thank the one who picked it, I don't think I could climb Mount Everhoof to save Equestria, much less for a flower"
>You nod your head in agreement
"Well, then I wish that pony a great day today"
>The two of you share a smile and say your goodbyes as you pick up the flower and head off 

>You do one last check to make sure you have everything before heading toward your final location in the Everfree Forest
>As you walked your head fluttered back to your home and your memories as a filly
>You thought back to the stable hands and what you had overheard them talking about during your time there 
>From them you had learned two important things
>1). He had asked that you be brought into existence 
>Not you personally but all of your family and friends, so by extension you
>And 2). His birthday was in April, the 20th to be exact
>That date had stuck in your head ever since first hearing it
>You had created the joint grave/memorial soon after arriving in Equestria 
>There wasn't 'April' here so you had made your best guess the first time Spring came around and went with it
>After all it's the thought that counts 

>You had invited some of the ponies you were close with to come with you some years back but it was kind of like going to a friend's friend's birthday party 
>They were plenty happy of course but more for you
>It did not help that they didn't know what a 'human' was
>Or that he was dead
>In light of that fact you had decided to make the trip a solitary one from then on 
>Despite having no pony to share this celebration with you were never lonely
>He was there, after all, in spirit

>Making it to the edge of town you came upon the entrance to the forest
>You had chosen it due to its seclusion, figuring that no pony would mess with the site in a place considered so dangerous
>The first few times were scary for you as well but became less so the more times you visited
>You were a strong mare and could hold your own 
>Or at the very least could run like hell

>Following the main path that leads towards The Castle of the Two Sisters you veer off onto another trail around the halfway point 
>From that trail you walk 300 hoof paces before turning right and into the brush 
>You had really got to clean this spot out more than once a year
>After around a minute of walking you make it to the base of the hill and walking up it you see the break in the canopy as light pours down onto the top
>The grass is overgrown as per usual but you push through as you make your way to the sole tree at the top
>Placing down your saddle bags you go down the opposite side of the hill to get the push mower you stored away for cleaning up the area every year

>It takes you around 5 minutes to clear out the space to your liking and having done so you lay out the blanket
>You then pull out the pillow, water jug, glasses, and Eiernockerl, leaving the apples for the trip back
>Finally you take out the garden shears and walk to the tree
>Slowly and carefully you cut down the tall grass and weeds until you reveal the reason you come out here every year
>You had had the gravestone professionally done after a few years of using one you had drawn up and nailed to the tree
>The inscription read "Adolf Hitler April 20th-April 30th" 
>It was simple but that's all you felt you needed
>The Führer was not known to be a man of abundance after all

>Satisfied with your work you lay down to eat
>While eating you read the dates again 
>April 20th-April 30th
>April 30th
>You remembered that date very well
>The stable hands had come more heavily armed than usual and there were loud noises going off every so often 
>Some of your friends and family had been taken out in days prior and some more were being lead out that day
>It was around mid afternoon when a panicked man came rushing in and started yelling to the other soldiers
>"Der Führer ist tot"
>The Führer is dead
>Seconds later something came through the roof of the stable and you lost consciousness
>You woke back up with strange looking horses around you speaking some vaguely familiar language
>You came to learn that you had just appeared in the middle of Ponyville and those around you were figuring out what to do with you
>You were physically okay and could walk so you started asking questions, eventually integrating into the pony society

>Tears had started to well up in your eyes
>In part from remembering hearing of His passing and also in part because of the kindness everypony showed you, an absolute stranger
>Pushing the sadness out of your head you remembered that today was one of celebration
>Mourning was a week and a half away anyways
>Physically shaking your head you bring yourself back to the happiness you were full of this morning
>You had made that Eiernockerl perfectly 
>The joyful memories started to flow back in
>He had visited the stable once 
>You knew he was coming because of how everyone was acting that day
>But you knew it was him because of the air of unmatched respect and friendliness he gave off when he passed through the barn
>He had looked at you directly during the visit, YOU, a runt of a filly by all other metrics but you knew he saw great potential in you
>You were let out into the fields after the 'inspection' and the way you pranced about giddier than a foal who had just found the stash of sugar cubes got you jeers for weeks
>You didn't care though, it was all worth it

>That was the only time you saw him physically but for months afterwards he was in your dreams
>The most common of your fantasies was on a trail, just you and Him as your rider going for miles
>You laugh to yourself remembering the tizzy you would wake up in after any dream with Him
>Even now He would appear in your dreams every so often 
>You take a drink and finish up the rest of your meal
>Packing up the dishes you lay back down on the blanket for a nap, hoping he'd appear in your dreams
>You closed your eyes and dozed off

>Opening your eyes you find everything just how you had left it
>The sun had crossed the sky a bit more and you guessed it was around 3
>You let out a sigh as you started to get up
>Suddenly you felt something you hadn't felt in many years
>A hand
>A human hand 
>You tense up with anticipation
>You turn around and sure enough it's Him
>Your brain turns to mush in an instant not knowing whether to salute, hug him, or just feint on the spot
>You end up doing a combination of the three, quickly heiling before embracing Him as you started to feel woozy
>He returns the hug as you just sit there
>You release Him after far too long under any other circumstance
>Realizing you hadn't grabbed the flower yet you stood up to get it and give it to Him
>He just stays where he is waiting with a smile on His face
>You grab the Edelweiss out of your bag and return to Him placing the flower in his lap before sitting back down right next to him
>He observes it carefully before taking a look at you, then back to the flower, then at you again
>He slides the flower behind your ear and gives you a large smile
>This is the happiest day of your life
>You hadn't even spoken to each other yet
>To not break the peace you just sit there at his side before he turns to you
>"Du bist ein schön Pferd"
>'You are a beautiful horse,' words could not describe your sheer elation at hearing those words from his mouth
"Dankeschön, mein Führer"
>Those are the only words shared between the two of you as the rest of the day goes by

>Despite how great this day has gone, bad thoughts keep coming back to you
>You keep trying to tell yourself that this is all real
>That you wouldn't wake up to find this was just a dream
>That he had somehow ended up here safely
>That he wasn't dead
>You once again felt yourself starting to break your composure as a few tears started to roll down your face
>You had been trying to hide it but a soft cry escapes from your lips
>Daring not to look up you stay as you are before you feel yourself being pulled closer to Him
>He pulled you into a hug as you had done earlier which is all it took 
>You started to cry, hard
>He just runs his had through your mane allowing you to work it out yourself
"Es tut mir so Leid! Kannst du mir vergeben"
>"Du hast nichts unrecht gemacht"
>This makes you cry even more 
>A minute later you let out a few final sobs before calming down
>Noticing you had finished he takes your head in his hands, wiping the remaining tears from your eyes
>"Ich freue mich, dass du am Leben bist und es dir gut geht. Solange du glücklich bleibst, werde ich es auch tun"
>You take a second to process before responding
"Dann werde ich"
>At that he stands up
>The sky was now dark and you could see the moon 
"Werde ich dich jemals wieder sehen"
>"Ein anderer Tag, mein kleines Pony"
>You pull him into one last embrace 
>He places a kiss on your forehead before turning around and heading into the woods

>Slowly you make your way back to your blanket folding it up and placing it back in your saddlebag
>You take one last look back towards the memorial and started to make your way back home
>You reminisce on the last words he had told you
>'As long as you stay happy, so will I'
>You will take that advice to heart

>The journey back goes off without a hitch and trotting through the sleepy streets of Ponyville you finally arrive at your home
>You walk inside and place your saddlebags down deciding to unpack them in the morning
>Considering how long you had napped you didn't think you'd be this tired
>You go over to your comfy bed for a good night's rest when something catches you eye in the mirror
>Trying not to trip over yourself you get closer to the mirror
>Is it... could it really be...yes
>The Edelweiss is still tucked behind your ear