A Walk Down Memory Lane

by Silver_Wolf

Rating: teen
Tags: Sad, Original Character, Tragedy, Slice of Life, Cheerilee, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1685

Isn't it nice just to sit down with a photo album and reminisce in memories?

A book falls, and memories wash over Mrs. Cheerliee like a tsunami, why not join her?

Published 2013-07-05 00:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-07-05 00:50:02 UTC

A Walk Down Memory Lane

Mrs. Cheerliee was walking through her house with a broom in her mouth and a dustpan in her hoof, she was sweeping right in front of a bookshelf, her hoof slipped causing her to bump into a shelf, making a single book fall. Cheerliee sat down the broom and dustpan then picked up the book.

She was about to place it back on the shelf, but after she read the title, Memories, she kept it in her hoof and sat down on a nearby couch, the young mare flipped open the book, it was full of photographs.

The first page were all just baby pictures of Mrs. Cheerliee with her older brother, Cheerliee smiled at the sight of her sitting in a crib while her older brother kept a bottle in her mouth, he had a short, slick black mane and a white coat, his cutie mark was a blue book.

The earth pony flipped the page, she continued to smile, now she was looking at pictures she actually remembered being taken at age 5.

~

"You promise you won't let go right?" The young filly asked with a blue helmet on her head and a bike seat under her flank.

"I promise." The young colt replied smiling.

"Okay, lets do it!" Cheerliee announced.

The young colt stood on his hind legs, holding onto his little sister's front legs while she peddled with her hind legs, he kept running along with her while she giggled with glee ridding through the streets of Ponyville, after a minute or so of holding on her older brother let go.

"I'M DOING IT!" She called out with glee, right before crashing into a wall.

~

Mrs. Cheerliee giggled at the picture of her in a hospital bed next to her brother, he had a nervous grin on his face while she was crying with a broken front leg.

~

"C'mon Cheerliee, you have to take your medicine." The nurse said.

"I DON'T WANNA!" Cheerliee cried out.

"Please, for me." Her brother said with a soft smile.

"It taste nasty though!" Cheerliee said frowning.

"Just pretend it taste like rainbows!" Her brother said laughing.

"Rainbows?" Cheerliee asked confused.

"Yep, rainbows." He said still smiling.

Cheerliee gave in only because of what her brother said, she drank the medicine and choked it down, doing her best not to throw up.

"Rainbows don't taste very good." Cheerliee said frowning.

"I know." He said laughing.

~

Mrs. Cheerliee flipped the page again, looking at all the activities she had done with her brother, flying kites, riding bikes, racing, just over all playing together. But then, a grin stretched across her face after going through the majority of the book, it was one of the last few pictures with her brother, the two were sitting together on a couch, their eyes bloodshot.

~

Cheerliee woke up in the late afternoon, there was a knocking on her door and a throbbing hangover in beating her head.

"Cheerliee, wake up, I need to talk to you." A stern voice said.

"Uh oh..." She muttered.

The young teenager climbed out of bed, her mane was a total mess and she had absolutely no clothes on, at that time is was somewhat abnormal, but not that big of a deal. She walked over to the door, opening it to see a frowning unicorn who was no older than eighteen, he had a long, slick black mane, and a white coat, unlike his sister who had an 80's style mane, he also wore small glasses that made him look rather professional, along with a saddle bag that covered his book cutie mark.

"Explain this to me." He said rudely, pulling out a small bag of white powder and a bottle.

"Where'd you get that!" She shouted furiously.

"You left it on the counter!" The stallion shouted.

"Not so loud!" Cheerliee demanded.

"I'll be as loud as I want! Now explain to me why you have cocaine and vodka!" He demanded.

"Listen Sage-" The stallion cut her off before she could finish.

"No, you listen to me, you're grounded for the rest of the Summer, first of all, clean your dirty room, then we'll discuss the rest of your punishment." The stallion said walking off.

Cheerliee shut the door and looked at her room with a frown, clothes everywhere, clothing of all kinds, the young mare sighed and got to work...

After several hours, Cheerliee finally finished cleaning her room, she walked into her brother's room to see him sitting on a small couch with a book levitated in front of his face.

"Well, I'm like, here." She said grudgingly.

The stallion laid the book down on the coffee table that was in front of the couch, Cheerliee's eyes widened she saw her brother, he no longer had his glasses on, and what was once neatly placed hair was now shaggy and greasy.

"Take a seat." He said with a smirk.

Cheerliee hesitated, but then walked over to her brother and sat down next to him nervously.

"You like doing drugs do you?" He asked looking down at her.

"Well uh... Like, yeah, kinda." She said nervously.

"Let me tell you something-" His little sister cut him off.

"Can't you just like, skip the lecture?" Cheerliee asked with a grunt.

"Alright, fine." Sage said frowning.

Sage levitated from a nearby desk, a large bag... Cheerliee looked at it confused, it was full of a green plant, he sat it on the table in front of him.

"Do you know what this is?" He asked.

"No." Cheerliee responded honestly.

"Exactly, but if I had a bag of cocaine you'd know what it is, or if I had some mushrooms, you'd know what it is." Sage said.

"So, like, what is it?" Cheerliee asked.

"It's marijuana, the only drug your hooves better touch." Sage said smirking.

"What are you saying?" Cheerliee asked nervously.

"I'm saying, lets get fried." Sage said with a wide grin.

For the next hour, the two smoked every last bud in the large bag until their emerald green eyes were bloodshot, Cheerliee had touched pretty much every other drug known to the ponies aside from this one, while it was quite the contrary for Sage, he'd go to great lengths to avoid coming near anything besides Marijuana.

Sage's entire room was full of nothing but smoke, the lights were off but they could still see just fine, kinda.

"Cheerliee, why do you uh... Why do you use that other crap?" Sage asked softly.

"Because, it like, helps me stay calm." She replied.

"Stay calm? tripping makes you stay calm? All those other drugs make you more stressed." Sage said sternly.

"Well... I uh... Err..." Cheerliee stammered.

"This is pretty much the only drug that'll actually keep you calm without any major side effects, the worse that will happen is you'll gain a little extra weight." Sage said with a laugh.

"Yeah I am kinda hungry." Cheerliee muttered.

"We'll go get something to eat, after you promise me something." Sage said solemnly.

"What is it?" She asked.

"I want you to promise me that you'll never ever in a billion years even think about using any other drugs." Sage said with an extremely serious look on his face that he was forcing, trying his best not to break out laughing.

"Okay, I promise." Cheerliee said smiling.

~

Cheerliee almost cried on the last page, it only had one single photograph, one of the few pictures in the book that didn't have her brother in it, well, it kind of did... The photo was of his grave stone... A lump built up in her throat as she stared directly at the picture

~

"Sage! I'm home!" She called out cheerfully.

Cheerliee walked into their house she had just recently turned eighteen herself, she walked into the living room and looked in horror at the sight that was on the ground, her heart stopped beating for a split second, it was Sage, he was laying on the ground, with several needles laying next to him..

"Sage, c'mon wake up." She said with her voice shaking.

"Sage really! This isn't funny!" Cheerliee shoutd. "WAKE UP!"

But her attempts were completely futile, Sage had been dead for hours.... Cheerliee broke out crying, tears rushing down her face.

Cheerliee now sat in a pony's office, an old stallion had papers in front of him.

"Are you prepared for me to read your brother's will?" He asked.

"I-I guess..." She stammered.

The old stallion cleared his throat, and began reading off the paper.

"Cheerliee, you're the best little sister I could ask for, therefor I'm leaving the house to you, all my belongings, and all my bits." The stallion said.

"That's it...? He didn't leave me anything else?" Cheerliee asked with watering eyes.

"What do you mean? He gave you all his stuff!" The stallion exclaimed.

"No, I mean did he leave me a letter or something?" Cheerliee asked.

"Oh, why yes he did." The stallion said nervously.

The stallion levitated a paper in front of Cheerliee, she read aloud.

"Cheerliee, you don't know how much you meant to me, I took care of you since you were a filly, and I want you to know that I love you with all my heart, I can only hope you don't make the same mistakes I did in life..."

~

"And don't repeat any of your past mistakes, try to make new memories, I love you." Cheerliee read aloud from the book, she had kept that same page in the book right next to a picture of his grave stone.

She sighed and placed the book back on her shelf, Cheerliee whipped her eyes of the tears and went back to cleaning, and continued to reminisce in old memories of her and Sage.

Author's Note

I wanted to write a story while I was high, but my attention span is extremely short while high, so I decided to write an extremely short story! And this is the result!