Friday, 12 July 2013

An Open Letter

Dear Pony Who Will Never Read This,
Today was a spectacularly crappy day. Luna and I got in our first argument in a long while. I mean a serious argument, not... our usual stupid bickering. Anyway, it got really heated, and then we realized a little too late that with this link connecting us now... well... we can't exactly just storm away from each other. We can focus each other out of mind, but... we can't physically be all that far apart, for all that long. So it's... that makes it harder to cool down sometimes, but it also at least does kind of force us to.... face each other.
But to completely avoid the problem, Luna and I went to Ponyville, where we could. Walk down separate streets and huff angrily at each other over the distance and pretend we were talking to other ponies.
I decided to pick up groceries today. I went into the store, cranky and grumpy. I got a few things, came to the counter, and of course, yes, there's an employee being trained by... well, you, but I guess that's kind of a spoiler. And I have no bits, but I do at least have that... notebook thing Twilight gave me a long time ago. I dunno, it's some... signed... official I-will-pay-you-back documentation...  I dunno. It's got Celestia's stamp on it, though, it's how Twilight buys everything, then she sends Spike around with the bits and... rambling, rambling, okay. Right. Back on topic.
Anyway, so I was jotting that done, and then you said you recognized me. I didn't recognize you. I still don't... actually know your name. But you said you'd bought one of my books. I would  not have believed you, except you started saying the titles of a few of my poems and well, that... really caught me by surprise, and... I talked to you for a little while, while the lineup at the counter grew longer and longer, and the trainee you were working with is panicking a little, until... I finally say my awkward goodbye and half-run away because I'm not shy I'm just socially handicapped.
Anyway. I went outside, all... buzzed a little. And there Luna is, and she wants to know what's going on. She's giving me that smile of hers... curious, half-teasing. And... everything  between us is suddenly okay, and I walk over and kiss her and... well, stuff.
So I wanted to say thank you. Because you made my day, and even though you probably had no idea, you helped me and Luna out of a rough patch. So uh... thanks.

~Scrivener Blooms

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