There she was. She was absolutely perfect. Her mane so perfectly brushed, her coat so perfectly washed, her aroma so perfectly sweet, and her colors so perfectly contrasted. As I watched Ms.Cheerilee walk from her home to her school house in the morning, I quickly made haste into her house as she never locked it, there was no crime in ponyville. I quickly made a mental picture of her bed. Taking in every detail so as to fix it later. Once I was done with the image I quickly climbed in and covered up in the sweet pink comforter that she seemed to love to cover up with at night. I took in the aroma of her from her pillow; her sweet berry scented shampoo was abundant on the cover of the pillow. I cuddled up to it and pretended it was her, Cheerilee, she was the only pony in ponyville that was so classy, nice, and beautiful all at the same time and I loved her so. A few hours later I looked at the clock. She would be getting home soon. I proceeded to fix the bed as it was and get out. As I walked the street I saw her. She shot me a smile and said “hello” as I walked by, I loved it when she talked to me. We may have been friends but I wished for more than that. “Hello” I said back nervously as I walked by, I always had to fight back the urge to yell my feelings to her. She always brought out the best in me, which is why I felt bad about… “Stalking” her. I’m not trying to be creepy or a freak. But she is just so… I know I’m repeating myself but perfect. She did not seem interested in anything but everyone else. She is so selfless and caring; no wonder I don’t make an impression. Cheerilee went into her home and I listened for any sign of confusion, thankfully there was none. I walked back to my small, lonely house to rest up until the night watch time. I had worked protecting the canterlot gates at night so I could see my beloved in the day. I loved that time.
The same routine went on for about a week or so, not that is bothers me considering it has been going on for… how many years? I lost count. My mind was always on Cheerilee. How perfect and kind she is, why did she not she love me? I love her so much and I do nice things for her all the time why can’t she love me. WHY CAN’T SHE LOVE ME?! Oh, sorry I lost control there for a moment, what is that you say? You say I have codependency issues? I don’t have a problem you have a problem, I just have a crush it is just a crush. DON’T TALK DOWN ON ME LIKE THAT MR. I WENT TO SCHOOL SO IM BETTER THAN EVERYPONY! What…? Sorry doc I know that you are just trying to help… I just flew off of the handle a bit there. I apologize again. I will continue on. Well, as I said before this “obsession” as you call it, went on for weeks before one day as I lay in the sweet embrace of her bed, dreaming of her I fell asleep. I awoke to the sound of the front door opening. I panicked and put the sheets back the best I could and hide under the bed. I laid under there for probably about 3-4 hours until I was sure she had gone to bed and went to sleep. I quickly but silently tip-hooved out of the room and home. I had to quickly change into my uniform and sprint to the base of cantelot rather than my usual leisurely stroll there. But thanks to luck I got there just as my shift started.
I was more careful from then on, Making for sure I did not fall asleep again in her bed. Even if it was the most comfortable things there ever was and I was usually tired, I made absolutely sure of it that I never fell into the sweetly dark embrace of sleep. But than one fateful night, I messed up. I did not check the school schedule that I had to avoid this very issue. She came home early. It was preposterous that I had messed up so bad again to not know that she was coming home home early today. Was there a half day, maybe a holiday? I don’t know but it was the single worst thing that ever happened to me, it was the worst thing that COULD ever happen to me. It was not just the fact that I had the guards called on me and I had to abandon my home to go hide in the everfree forest in some rickety old abandoned hut, it was that I had scared my beloved. She would never love me now, and I had no one but myself to blame. It was my fault that I have no friends or companions. But it’s alright now doc, you’re here not and you can help me get better right? Doc there is one question that I haven’t asked for I thought it may offend you. But why do you live in that mirror. It seems dreary In there and I did not think it was possible to do such a thing. I-I’m sorry doc it’s just I was curious and- SHUT YOUR STUPID MOUTH. No- no I’m sorry mommy I did not mean to raise my voice to you, no mommy! I will be a good boy now. Please don’t hurt me mommy! Ms.Cheerilee… how did you find me? What? No I’m not creepy. I just love you so much please don’t hate me please! I love you- k-kill myself? That would make you love me? Ok than… I am scared but your smart, I will do anything for you.
