She Was Mine

Twilight is my dream-pony.

I always thought of her in this big old boat, just carrying me across the river of bad dreams and stuff, because that's what she did. She was in my dreams almost every night, and I loved every second of it.

I wanted to just hug her so badly, just wanted to spendtime with her so much. But as friends, we couldn't do the stuff that I wanted to. She always talked about 'personal boundaries', which made me a scared little Pinkie Pie, especially when it came to my ideas.

So in my dreams, I kept hugging her as much as I could, since I probably wouldn't get to do it when Mr. Sun began a brand new day. Each single time, I tried to imagine how it would feel. I did have a teeny moment to remember, after she'd just escaped the big ol' meany Hydra. That quick little hug was all I needed right then. It was pretty much the only one with just us two.

But as an awesome party pony, my job was to cheer everypony up, even her, without making anypony uncomfortable. So I did what I could. I made my friends smile, which felt good. I made friends, which was even better. But every time my Twily smiled, it felt the best. Nothing could change that.

I remember walking around singing songs about her, and I wanted to sing one to her one day. I had it in my head, and it was perfect:

"Parties are fun,
And violets are blue,
If my mane isn't pink,
Then I don't love you."

Oh no no, wait. I forgot, that was a poem! And I think it's the wrong one...didn't seem right...hang on a sec...oh yeah! Here-

Oh wait. Gosh darn. I guess they're all poems. Then again, songs are just musical poems!

Anyways.

I went up to her, and wow! She looked pretty that day, and I mean really pretty! So much that my knees nearly started wobbling, and my heart started thump-a-dumping! My brain went ker-splat, and I guess I listened to my heart after that. And it didn't want to sing, it wanted to finally tell her how I felt. My brain was all like 'no!', but my mouth had already started, so I had to go through with it.

I didn't hug her, because that wasn't enough to show how much I loved that silly filly. So I gave her a sweet short little kiss instead! She seemed all stunned, and I was worried, and I was all upset that we weren't friends anymore, but I told her that I loved her anyways.

We ended up hugging, and she said that she loved me too! That silly little filly! She acted like you had to keep who you loved a secret! I mean, I did, but only 'cuz I was worried about what she might think. I guess she thought the same way.

So me and Twilight started doing all the fun stuff that I really only dreamed of before, the stuff that was just 'awesome' as Dashie might have said. She had a nice coltfriend that she did stuff with, his name was something foreignish, uh...started with an N...oh yeah, Noteworthy! He was this pony who made all this cool swingy 'boodley-doo!' music, and it was cool. Did I mention it was cool?

Anyways, of all the time we spent together, I think our two year anniversary was the best. We were sitting by the fire at her library – our favorite spot – and we were all snuggled up and stuff, and it never lost its appeal. It felt especially good after we got in a little fight, but made up afterwards.

So we were playing a rhyming game, and I was being like the world champion with this! I had to rhyme her last sentence ending with 'try'.

"Up on the roof, with a great big goof, tickling a loof until you wanna' cry."

Twily smiled, and then her horn-y magic stuff brought out this teeny box, and when she opened it, and I saw this ring, my heart literally burst into happy little Pinkie Pieces. I could feel my eyes getting all these happy tears, and I was just so, so happy! And not like Gummy's tears, because he's a crocodile, and they're fake. But isn't he an alligator? Well, crocogator tears or not, I wanted to just jump up and throw a worldwide party because of what she asked (or rhymed) me:

"While that's very nice, of you I implore, will you marry me, Pinkie Pie?"

In the words of Twilight herself, I had to say 'Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes' like, over and over and over! I'm surprised she didn't stop me until like, a whole minute later. I guess I'd said it so much that even she got tired of it.

The wedding was awesome! Twilight planned the actual thing, and since she's good at being all formal and organized, it worked great! You should have seen the look on the marrying-guy's face when we went through our vows and said 'I do'! When he said 'you may now kiss the bride', I was like, 'which one?'

He was all red and said something about "forcive habit", which was weird. Maybe he meant to say "forced it, habit". Anyways, we did do a little smoochy, and everypony cheered afterwards, and it felt so good! All my friends were there, and the girls, and even a few ponies I didn't know!

The reception was the best, though! I got to do that one, and it was off the hook! I had like a DJ, and all these banners, and a huge buffet table and stuff with deserts and all the great things! But then Twily had Ms. Scratch turn down the awesome beats for a nice slow song. I was in the middle of a super fun dance move, when she tapped me and I noticed that the music had changed. She held her hoof out to me, and asked if she could have that dance.

We danced together that time, with just us on the dance floor that time. Maybe it was a dance field. But it still didn't change how...magical that moment was. We were just slowly moving around, and I had my head on her shoulder, and hers on mine as we went in slow, itty bitty circles.

I'd never felt more happy in my life, and when she told me again that she loved me, I was even more happy.

Those happy tears from a while ago finally did come out. She was my dream-pony, she was my partner-in-partying, she was mine. And I couldn't have been happier.

We spent so much time together after that night, and it was all nice. We had a great honeymoon in Colta Rica, and we had what were called 'fiestas', and that was a lot like a party, but sometimes some ponies would play in a 'mariachi' band. I liked their music like, a lot.

When we got back, I remember that I stayed awake the whole entire night, just smiling to myself. I couldn't believe it, and I was that happy. I spent the whole time just breathing slowly, feeling her do the same, and just hugging her close. Did I mention she liked to cuddle a lot? I didn't really need sleep anyways. She was my dream pony, and just being with her was my dream.

The first time she went off to Canterlot for a trip, I was lonely. I kept waiting for her to come back, and when I heard the carriage had arrived, I ran outside as fast as I could, hugging her and nuzzling her and saying how much I missed her and stuff like that. I did kind of admit that I felt lonely without her, but she just told me not to be, since she was never gone from my heart.

D'awww...Twily is so cute when she's philosophical.

And when Dashie was gone...I was sad, because my friend was gone. But she was even more upset, just crying and saying how the good die young, how mean nature could be, and so on. She just kept going and going, and it didn't feel good on my already achy-breaky heart. It was another long night that night, but this one felt sad. We just stayed up until maybe 1:00 in the morning, as I just reminded her that everything would be OK, and just stroking her mane; which I'd learned that she liked that quite a while ago.

And everything would be. Friends come, and they have to go away sometimes. I was sad too, and I wanted so badly to just bring her back, but even I can't do that. The best thing to do would to be happy, and live life. Twilight did eventually get it, and by the time I got back to bed, I fell asleep instantly.

As lovably cute and smart as she is, Twily sure is tiring.

...

Those happy times were so many years ago. I'm no longer an itty bitty twinkie Pinkie. If anything, I'm just...a great big old Pinkie. I can't even rhyme that.

Me and Twilight have been together for 60 years now. We've fought a whole bunch on the way, and she's threatened for a divorce multiple times. That always tore my heart in two, and I was brought to near tears as I just kept trying to keep us together. I don't even know what I'd do if she were gone now.

In fact, she was just seconds away one time. The quill was just a teeny bit from the paper, and I had to call out 'Wait!' before she signed the thing that would tear both us and my heart apart. She looked at me with a 'what now?' glance, and I had to say it. I was already crying, so what did it matter?

"I'm sorry...p-please, don't leave me alone..."

I'd already apologized so many times, and she had shrugged it off each time. But that time, she stood for a long time, just staring at the little line that would separate us, not even looking back at me.

I just looked down at the floor. I knew it was all over. I'd lost my dream pony, I'd been cast aside, all because I made one little comment too many.

R-r-r-r-ip!

I'd snapped my head towards Twilight, who held two separate sheets of paper with her magic, instead of one. There wasn't a smile on her face, but not a frown either.

"You're going to have to make some big changes, Pinkie."

That was the last time it ever happened, and it was 5 years ago. Me and her have learned to get over our arguments, since she just couldn't stand how much I talk, apparently. If she starts getting cranky, I walk to another room, and that's mostly the end of it.

Speaking of walking, it's getting harder. I can't party like I used to, or hop around, which was crazy fun. I've sort of accepted it, though-I guess it's part of the last part of your life. You have to change.

It's late at night now. I don't remember why I'm – oh, right. I'm just thinking. I do that a lot now, since those happy moments always make me smile. Though the sad ones come back too...

I'm tired, so I snuggle up to a small little plushie I made of her a looooonnnngggg time ago. She doesn't know about it, but I always hug it instead of her when she's off on a trip. It's almost as soft as her, but...somehow it helps me feel closer to her.

Twilight is my dream pony. We fight, but we hug and get through it eventually. I haven't had a single bad dream in a whole long while, because she protects me. She doesn't do it herself, but being with her does.

I can feel myself slowly getting into a sleepy trance. It feels better than most sleep somehow, almost warm.

I wonder if I'll dream this time. It'll be a happy one, probably. Because she's my dream pony. She's in my heart, always.

She's my dream pony. And I love her, I love making her smile, but I mostly love her.

She is mine.