Dear...: A Tribute to Button Mashby crystal_chaosChaptersButton MashEnding: FuneralBegining: HasbroSweetie BelleButton MashDear Button Mash, if you're reading this, I am most likely dead. (Or in a coma. Whatever.) I just wanted you to know some stuff. I loved you sooo much. I know that in your eyes, I am just a kooky blank flank that can sing. To me you were special.I mean in a good way... anywho, I want you to know that I always admired you, even before we became friends. I have enclosed a picture of the first time that we played minecraft. Please treat it well. I know that by the time you read this my funeral is being planned. I want you to be there, even if you don't care. I would be happy if you were there when I got buried. I know that you will move on, that is if you even notice that I am gone. If you do care, ME ON. Just because I have quit living doesn't mean that you have to also. I want you to make sure that I am buried by a lake. I would never dream it any other way. Weird that I, a useless blank flank, spend so much time obsessing over death. Ah well. I alsways loved playing Minecraft, and I will tae to the grave that I should never EVER mine at night. Thank you for a life well lived. I feel like I have run out of stuff to say. Oh right! Tell my Fellow CC that I died singing. I meant CMC sorry. I lived a life with you, andI hope that you will miss me. At least a little. -><- Sweetie Belle. Buttons mom sobbed. She had been on her way to Sweeties house, but had bumped into Rarity. She had a letter for Button, so they traded letters. She curled up in a ball on the floor. She whispered 'He loved you Sweetie. He loved you so much.' Ending: FuneralAlmost everypony turned up for the funeral by the lake. It was a double funera, as the deceased were great friends. Button was buried in a box decorated to look like a creeper, while Sweetie was buried in one with the night sky on it.All of the ponies were crying. Two ponies stood alone. 'Sweetie really loved him.' Rarity was so quiet, nopony could hear her. ' Button loved her too. I don't understand who would do this though. It's clear that they were murded,but by who?' Rarity looked at her. There was a long pause before she spoke, and when she did, her voice was sowworful.' I don't know. Perhaps we will never find out.' Buton's mom stood there, thinking. Her last word that she said was one hat was loaded with misery, but also a good bit of curiosity. I shall leave you with this final word that she uttered. ' Perhaps.' Begining: HasbroA light green pony stepped forward, his race concealed by a black hood like everypony else in the room. A white pony that stood taller than the rest spoke in a booming voice. 'Speak o agent H.' She, for the pony was definitly a she, asked of the stallion. ' O-oh mighty Cel- I mean Hasbro, a colt by the name of Button Mash has been doing the illegal creation of PMVs. He is but a colt however, and has a filly that is in love with him. These are the reasons that we have yet to kill him. Should we?' The white pony thought for a moment. Then se spoke. 'Kill them both.' She boomed. 'Y-yes m-master.' H responded. The other ponies in the room looked concerned. A unicorn mare was the first to speak. 'I-is this wise?' She muttered. 'SILENCE! You of all ponies Agent R?' She threw off her hood. ' Agent R will be the one to kill the children. Now GO!!' Everypony left quickly, muttering excuses. Button Mash felt uneasy. I feel like something bad is going to happen soon, and I might not survive. He thought. after a while of playing on his Joy Boy, he got up from his bed. He want over to his desk, normaly for school, and began to write a letter, pen in mouth. Dear Sweetie Belle... Across town, Sweetie Belle was doing the exact same thing. Dear Button... That night, the sreams of two young ponies rang out. The next morning, the screams were those of adults. Mourning bells rang out, alerting the friends of the deceased to what had happened. Sweetie BelleDear Sweetie Belle, if you're reading this, I'm dead. if I were alive, then maybe I would have told you thisin person. Maybe. But since I have passed on to the big arcade in the sky( I hope ) I figured that this will never come back to get me. Since I have died, I will let this peice of paper tell you what I could not. I love you Sweetie. I know that it seems strange, written down like this, perhaps even stranger that I wrote it at all. But I needed to get this off of my chest, Even though now there is six feet of dirt on it. I know that in your eyes, I was that kooky kid who played video games all the time that you were friends with, but in my eyes, you were an angel. I always admired you from afar until I met you, and tought you how to play minecraft. Since then, we have become great friends, and as such I would like to leave you all of my stuff. I hopethat my death won't hit you too hard, if at all,( I cannot judge emotions well ) If it does, please remember tha I am now playing on that Joy Boy 545 That I wanted some much in heaven right now. (Or hell I dunno) I will miss you so much, and I have a couple more things to say before I go. One. Will you please sing at mu funeral? I always loved to hear you sing, and I cannot think of a better way to be buried. Two. I left you my Minecraft login on my laptop screen, if you want to get on mine.( Get it? Mine? ) I know you're looking at that cave, and you're feeling kinda brave, And I bet you'll be alright but still DON'T MINE AT NIGHT! Three. I had started work on a tribute video called don't mine at night (number one rule) that I never finished. If you could finish it that would be great. Four. (This one is kinda silly.) If my death hits you hard, then just live your life. Just because mine(There it is again!) has ended doesn't mean yours should too. Five . I have enclosed my favorite picture of us. Please don't mess it up.Well, it's time for me to go to bed. Remember that I loved you Sweetie Belle- Button Mash, Deceased Rarity sobbed. She had been on her way to deliver a letter to Button from sweetie when she had bumped into his mom with a letter for Sweetie Belle. They had exchanged letters and galloped home to read them. She logged onto the laptop that was in a plastic bag at her hooves, and got to work. Finally, she was finished. Don't mine at night: A tribute to Button Mash. With tears in hr eyes, she added: And Sweetie Belle.
Button MashDear Button Mash, if you're reading this, I am most likely dead. (Or in a coma. Whatever.) I just wanted you to know some stuff. I loved you sooo much. I know that in your eyes, I am just a kooky blank flank that can sing. To me you were special.I mean in a good way... anywho, I want you to know that I always admired you, even before we became friends. I have enclosed a picture of the first time that we played minecraft. Please treat it well. I know that by the time you read this my funeral is being planned. I want you to be there, even if you don't care. I would be happy if you were there when I got buried. I know that you will move on, that is if you even notice that I am gone. If you do care, ME ON. Just because I have quit living doesn't mean that you have to also. I want you to make sure that I am buried by a lake. I would never dream it any other way. Weird that I, a useless blank flank, spend so much time obsessing over death. Ah well. I alsways loved playing Minecraft, and I will tae to the grave that I should never EVER mine at night. Thank you for a life well lived. I feel like I have run out of stuff to say. Oh right! Tell my Fellow CC that I died singing. I meant CMC sorry. I lived a life with you, andI hope that you will miss me. At least a little. -><- Sweetie Belle. Buttons mom sobbed. She had been on her way to Sweeties house, but had bumped into Rarity. She had a letter for Button, so they traded letters. She curled up in a ball on the floor. She whispered 'He loved you Sweetie. He loved you so much.'
Ending: FuneralAlmost everypony turned up for the funeral by the lake. It was a double funera, as the deceased were great friends. Button was buried in a box decorated to look like a creeper, while Sweetie was buried in one with the night sky on it.All of the ponies were crying. Two ponies stood alone. 'Sweetie really loved him.' Rarity was so quiet, nopony could hear her. ' Button loved her too. I don't understand who would do this though. It's clear that they were murded,but by who?' Rarity looked at her. There was a long pause before she spoke, and when she did, her voice was sowworful.' I don't know. Perhaps we will never find out.' Buton's mom stood there, thinking. Her last word that she said was one hat was loaded with misery, but also a good bit of curiosity. I shall leave you with this final word that she uttered. ' Perhaps.'
Begining: HasbroA light green pony stepped forward, his race concealed by a black hood like everypony else in the room. A white pony that stood taller than the rest spoke in a booming voice. 'Speak o agent H.' She, for the pony was definitly a she, asked of the stallion. ' O-oh mighty Cel- I mean Hasbro, a colt by the name of Button Mash has been doing the illegal creation of PMVs. He is but a colt however, and has a filly that is in love with him. These are the reasons that we have yet to kill him. Should we?' The white pony thought for a moment. Then se spoke. 'Kill them both.' She boomed. 'Y-yes m-master.' H responded. The other ponies in the room looked concerned. A unicorn mare was the first to speak. 'I-is this wise?' She muttered. 'SILENCE! You of all ponies Agent R?' She threw off her hood. ' Agent R will be the one to kill the children. Now GO!!' Everypony left quickly, muttering excuses. Button Mash felt uneasy. I feel like something bad is going to happen soon, and I might not survive. He thought. after a while of playing on his Joy Boy, he got up from his bed. He want over to his desk, normaly for school, and began to write a letter, pen in mouth. Dear Sweetie Belle... Across town, Sweetie Belle was doing the exact same thing. Dear Button... That night, the sreams of two young ponies rang out. The next morning, the screams were those of adults. Mourning bells rang out, alerting the friends of the deceased to what had happened.
Sweetie BelleDear Sweetie Belle, if you're reading this, I'm dead. if I were alive, then maybe I would have told you thisin person. Maybe. But since I have passed on to the big arcade in the sky( I hope ) I figured that this will never come back to get me. Since I have died, I will let this peice of paper tell you what I could not. I love you Sweetie. I know that it seems strange, written down like this, perhaps even stranger that I wrote it at all. But I needed to get this off of my chest, Even though now there is six feet of dirt on it. I know that in your eyes, I was that kooky kid who played video games all the time that you were friends with, but in my eyes, you were an angel. I always admired you from afar until I met you, and tought you how to play minecraft. Since then, we have become great friends, and as such I would like to leave you all of my stuff. I hopethat my death won't hit you too hard, if at all,( I cannot judge emotions well ) If it does, please remember tha I am now playing on that Joy Boy 545 That I wanted some much in heaven right now. (Or hell I dunno) I will miss you so much, and I have a couple more things to say before I go. One. Will you please sing at mu funeral? I always loved to hear you sing, and I cannot think of a better way to be buried. Two. I left you my Minecraft login on my laptop screen, if you want to get on mine.( Get it? Mine? ) I know you're looking at that cave, and you're feeling kinda brave, And I bet you'll be alright but still DON'T MINE AT NIGHT! Three. I had started work on a tribute video called don't mine at night (number one rule) that I never finished. If you could finish it that would be great. Four. (This one is kinda silly.) If my death hits you hard, then just live your life. Just because mine(There it is again!) has ended doesn't mean yours should too. Five . I have enclosed my favorite picture of us. Please don't mess it up.Well, it's time for me to go to bed. Remember that I loved you Sweetie Belle- Button Mash, Deceased Rarity sobbed. She had been on her way to deliver a letter to Button from sweetie when she had bumped into his mom with a letter for Sweetie Belle. They had exchanged letters and galloped home to read them. She logged onto the laptop that was in a plastic bag at her hooves, and got to work. Finally, she was finished. Don't mine at night: A tribute to Button Mash. With tears in hr eyes, she added: And Sweetie Belle.
