Hi there!
Umm... I really wanted to tell you something. It was crazy, but when I saw you, I felt like my heart was beating incredibly fast.
In fact, it was probably going so fast, it would of exploded confetti!!!
Anyway, you made me blush inside and want to hug you.
Keep you.
Forever.
But, I cannot. We must split ways, after all!
So, here! I wanted you to have this. It was... Uh... An memory of mine.
I want you to remember me.
<on letter lays a slightly ripped banner. It was from Rainbow Dash's party, and it was fresh of paint marks; Pink for Pinkie Pie, and Orange for Cheese Sandwich, were the colors of the hoof imprints on it.>
I know it isn't much, but Gummy made sure that you had it!
He says hi!!!
Oh yeah, the letter, hehe!
I just want you to know is that,
I.
Love.
Y
<Letter is cut off. The rest was blank. A tiny gap below, were more words.
...
So, it's winter!
It's been a while... How are you!?!?
I'm super fantastic today!!! I was ice-skating with Boneless, Gummy and my friends!
Did'ja know I've been skating since I was a ity-bity teeny-weeny twinkie-Pinkie!?
I know, crazy, huh??
Well, I'm sorry about last time. I wanted to finish, but I had to stop writing. My hoof became static, and I had a slight seizure. It was shocking!!! The doctor told me to stay inside more, but that isn't making me quit writing to you!!!
Speaking of writing, why aren't you writing back to me??
...
Hello?
I think you're an awesome pony! I've heard that you were planning a party in Manehatten.
How stinkin' awesome!!!
My friends wrapped up winter not that long ago, and I have a fever. It's not hurting me, I Pinkie-promsie!
Don't you worry! Hehe!
Gummy wanted to know how you've been... So... How are you?? Amazing, I guess!?
Same here.
I hope we can talk again!! Please come back!
...
Hey, it's me again!!
I was wondering, it's my birthday tomorrow. Can you please come? I really miss you!!! My two legs are weak and I need to sit in a wheelchair, and it's not that bad. It's like I'm flying! My nose also feels tingly...
<A puny space is left>
Woo! That was a doozie!
Sorry there, I just sneezed! Hahaha! Anyway, can you come!? You never reply...
And my friends won't come, either....
...I feel lonely.
...
Okay, so I went to the doctor.
He said I had an infection in my legs.
Sorry!!! I'm afraid you can't come after all!
Wait-- my birthday was an month ago...- oh well!!
I feel quite sick. They've put me up on medicine and treatments.
They say, "if you can't get any better, you might need to stay at the hospital".
That's a good thing, right?
I'm scared.
I'm worried.
No, that's not even the word.
Hmm.... I'm... Frantic? Panicked? Upset? Nervous?
Yeah... That's the word.
Nervous.
Please return, to me!
...
So,
<Letter is spaced out a bit>
I'm in the hospital.
The food isn't that bad. In fact, I can watch TV, play games, and see my friends.
But, only one problem:
I can't move.
My legs were paralyzed yesterday. My head can hardly turn. My arms are wobbly.
<letters are shown to be shaky and jumpy, now.
I'm becoming stiff as ice. My breathing has been hard, too.
I hope you're having a wonderful day,
Because I'm not.
...
Why can't you reply?
I just want you to...
... This one time!!!
I swear to Celestia!
I can't write much more.
My paper is running short,
My whole body is still,
My eyes blink slowly.
My hooves are lingering from my body now.
I'm using my mouth to write.
I can hardly eat.
Help me. I beg of you! Helpppp!
Wait---
---there's a beeping sound by my ear.
It sounds familiar.
It's gaining slower paces as the seconds go by.
It's becoming faint.
My eyes are half-way closed.
I'm sorry.
I can't write anymore, but I do want to finish something I said earlier....
... I love you, Cheese Sandwich...
The beeping... Stopped... I'm going to sleep now...
I feel tired...
<Rest of paper is empty, and a flower is placed solemnly next to the bottom. It was written, in pure red ink,
Patient 837- Ms. Pinkamena Diane Pie- death at 11:32 pm in the Ponyville Hospital. Death by infection in bottom pelvis area. May Celestia look over this poor citizen. -Nurse Redheart
<It looked faint, but the words of another pony were written by the end. It looked roughly hoof-written, yet was covered in musky tears and ink spots.>
It's been a year. Happy Birthday, Pinkie! I hope your can see this, though you're gone...
I'm sorry.
I should of known to come back.
I loved you, too.
But, I am here now.
Did you miss me?
I miss you so much.
Why did it have to end this way?
I would've been there for you...
...
I've adopted a child today. She is beautiful. She has blue eyes, tan fur, and a fluffy gorgeous dark pink mane. She is energetic and friendly.
I named her after you.
I told her that you were her "mother", and that you ran away. She misses you just as much as I do.
I hope she never finds out how I actually allowed you to die, without the touch of me to end your life.
I regretted my choice.
I'm sorry...
...So, very sorry, Pinkie.
~Cheese Sandwich
<At to finish it off, was a photo of Cheese Sandwich holding "their" daughter tenderly. In his mouth was the flower, and the daughter was staring sadly at the banner with Pinkie and Cheese's marks on them. She was touching them both, Cheese looking at her while taking the photo.
We miss you.
