Author's Note

Pinkie and Smut’s relationship was not supposed to have its own chapter. However, given the fact that I could not come up with a smooth way to integrate it into the next chapter, it now has its own here. I hope not to do this too often when showing results of choices and Snap and Smut’s future, but here it was the only way I could do it. I’m sorry. (Also, and this will be removed later, happy Hearthswarming everypony)

Broken Promises

“And now for the last piece of the Will and Testament. Snap Shot, the deceased has requested that you read it aloud for all who are joined.”

Snap glared at the man. He hated all of the inhumanity to it. He isn’t ‘the deceased’, he was my best friend you asshole. Still, the old stallion stood with a slight groan and took ahold of the last page of the lengthy will. He then looked upon the tired crowd that had been assembled.

Maud glanced back at him, not showing a sign of being annoyed for having sat there for five hours, unlike her sister who was fidgeting at this point, though that may be because she didn’t want to cry in front of her sister and daughter. And then there was Cream Pie, the red coated and pink haired mare that sat next to Pinkie. She was only just now looking up as she felt the same as Snap. However, he must have spent too long pausing as she hissed, “Are you going to start?” at him.

“Of course Cream.” He unfurled the paper and took a look down at the document and began.

“Thank you all for assembling here today. You all made such large impacts upon my life and I am eternally thankful for. Maud, I must acknowledge you for having given the knucklehead reading this the strength to keep going no matter what challenge he faced and making sure that someone loved him. Snap, you shouldn’t need to hear this, but I will state it here anyways so no one may dispute it. You made my dreams come true. You made everything I did later in life possible. I only hope that the paltry things I gave you were enough to make up for it.”

He had to stop there for a moment. Smut knew better than that. Knew that this would almost get Snap to break down right there. The two had always given each other so much grief but by the end of the day had to acknowledge that they would have gotten nowhere without the other. Neither had stated it though until this day. However, he didn’t want to ruin the dignity that he knew Smut would want for such events and took a calming breath before resuming.

“Onwards we get to my heir. My little Cream Pie. I was so happy when Pinkie kept you. I was filled with even more joy when Pinkie came to my house that night and asked me to help raise you. Out of everything I left, you are by far the most precious. May you go on to make your family proud and out do me in every way.”

Cream only smiled at that. She already ran both Playcolt and Playmare and had enough social clout to rival the princesses. Add in a functioning relationship and most would say she had already done it. Including her and she embraced it as her father would want her to.

“Finally we get to the glimmer in my eye, the one who I wish I had never let go. Pinkie. I never deserved you walking into my life and my stubborn pride makes me regret you to this day. You worked with me, you encouraged me, and you even loved me. I only wish I had realized I returned such feelings when we were engaged instead of running. You are my one regret Pinkie and I am only happy you were willing to stay by my side instead of abandoning me as you should have. May I leave you with a smile across that beautiful face, instead of bitter tears.

The coroner held out a new sheet of paper. “There were strict instructions that stated to only show this once you were done.”

Snap took ahold of it and read it to himself. It was short, which was good. However, it took the sight of Pinkie sobbing into her lap to make him read it. She needs something to make this better.

“You were always my wife. Despite our relationship, despite any legal terms, you were my wife. I hope you will forgive this old man for never making it official like I knew you wanted. I also hope you will not forgive Snap, as reading this breaks his Pinkie Promise of never telling a soul my true feelings for you.”

“Damn you Smut,” was all Snap could mutter as Pinkie and Cream lunged at him.