Dear Diary, I was just reading back through some of my oldest entries, and let me tell you, were they hard to find! I had to dig through 15 years of entries to find the very first one! I’d almost forgotten when I started, back after… that day. You know the one. Well, okay, no you don’t.

I know Celestia reads these. That’s right, I’m onto you, auntie. I hope you enjoyed my fifty-thousand word story about me and Shiny fucking on your bed. Remember the bit when I started shitting on him, and we got it all over your bed? I bet you do! Or you’ve blocked it out! Seriously, stop reading these. I mean it.

Anyway, that’s why I haven’t told you what happened at my prom. She wanted me to start writing in these immediately after she moved me into the castle, and I know it was so I could say what happened in them. And I’m still not going to. Fuck you, auntie.

Anyway, I got Shining promoted today. He’s going to love me for this, I know it. Captain of the Guard! If that doesn’t get him to fuck me, I don’t know what will. Well, maybe Crystal Emperor will do the trick. But… No, that’s the effect, not the cause. I have to draw a line somewhere, or it won’t work. None of it will work.

Anyway, (A note in the margins includes an arrow pointing to this, and reads, “Stop doing that. It sounds uncreative.”) he gets promoted at sundown. I’m going to be there, of course. I prepared the party, after all. Even made the punch personally. After that, hopefully he comes to bed with me and we can finally be together.

Still no progress on that front, by the way. It doesn’t seem to matter what I do, I can’t even detect the spell, let alone activate it. Supposedly, If I push out enough power it will activate, but I have no idea how to do that. I’m an Alicorn. Moreover, the Alicorn of Love. Me and Shiny together should have enough magical strength to shift the planet’s orbit, but I just can’t do it. Maybe because Shiny’s been pushing me away a little recently? I’m not around him enough.

As far as actual, scientific, research goes, I’ve had a little progress. The actual documentation can be found in the usual place, but it basically boils down to: Changelings can taste different emotions besides love. It seems that my main test subject, Chrysalis, has adapted to love specifically. It seems to get the most sustenance from it, as opposed to other emotions its “little ones” prepared.

We tested equal amounts of emotions, including love, curiosity, hatred, and greed, all in semi-solid form. Interestingly enough, it even went so far to describe each emotions’ distinct flavour. I had a copy transcribed, also including the surprisingly unique colours of each, so I could attach it here.

(A sheet of white paper with the following contents written on it has been attached, by means of glue. It takes up the majority of the page, and does not match Dr. Cadenza’s own hoofwriting.)

Love - [Pink/Chocolate]

Curiosity - [Blue/Blueberries]

Hate - Red/Ash

Greed - Green/Sour

Familial Affection(?) - White/Milk

Happiness - [Light Blue/Peppermint]

Courage - [Orange/Oranges]

Fear - Yellow OR Light Green/Lemons

Rage - [Bright Red/Cooked Steak]

Lust - [Light Pink/Sugar]

Sorrow - Off-White/Cheese

Testing was concluded after I, Dr. Cadenza became upset at subject for being non-specific with its answers. It requested we cease for the day, and I was at first adamant that we had not gathered enough data. Subject pointed at remaining jars, and asked if testing would be concluded upon finishing with the jars of emotion. Upon my confirmation as such, subject proceeded to repeat previous act of destruction by Thaumically launching all the other jars out of the window at the same time.

To my relief, however, a combination of its own Thaumic exhaustion (Possibly brought on by malnutrition), my closing the window after the previous act of destruction, and recognition of the similar movements preceding the movement was enough to save the samples from exiting the lab. After which, I agreed to postpone testing for to-day. We shall resume the experiment to-morrow at 1000 hours.

1. Photography of the jar yielded no definitive results, as the black-and-white imagery made it difficult to confirm pigment. Thaumic imagery showed the jar, as well as the rest, as a Milky off-green. This would suggest that the solidified emotion is psychically reactive, though whether it is reacting to myself or the subject is unknown. Perhaps both simultaneously. Whatever the cause, it appears to lose this property in translation.

(The attached page ends here.)

Ugh. It taxes me, it really does. It also got around to reading my reports and got pissy about my repeated usage of “it” as opposed to “she”. It can identify with whatever gender it likes, as far as I’m concerned it’s hermaphroditic. I stated as such in the lab report.

Crap, I lost track of time. I gotta go to Shiny’s promotion ceremony. I’m mostly done for the day, but I might add something later if… When it goes like I know it will. See you later, Diary.

Author's Note

So, the first Intermission chapter! Yes, these are planned. Merry Christmas, again, by the way. And before I get people whining about Cadance being OOC, that's on purpose. There's a subtext, if you know what to look for.