Dear...: A Tribute to Button Mash

Dear 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.