"The Log of a Lonely Unicorn; Day one of....I don't know anymore. How much longer until my cruelly romantic plan can be done? Surely a week will make HER apologetic, and then, when the time is right, BAM! She will not find me anywhere, nor in the nooks and crannies, of Equestria. It was clever at the time, though I am not so sure this plan is so smart. What would she say? What would she do? Would she toss me out like all the love letters I anonymously sent to her? Would she cherish me like that rocky road milkshake she bought on Tuesday? Or would she sit there, motionless, tears falling like a waterfall, just like when Spike had fallen and died on a large, near-endless canyon just yesterday?
"I don't trust her a peep with what will be left of me. I do insist she takes something from me, though. My ruby heart amulet encrusted in gold. That was a very dear object to me, and although I wish to die wearing it, my love for her shimmers and shines like the ruby and glistens and sparkles like the encrusted gold. I hope she wears it around her neck on my funeral, and the anniversary of the day we tore each other apart in that horrible fight. Why, why did we have to tear each other to scraps and pieces? She was perfect, perfect and enjoyable, a glistening heart of gold amidst a mask of terror. She heals so quickly, but only from pain. I know she will never be able to hide the haunting pain of my voice, the horrible scream when she broke one of my hooves, the gagging when she nearly choked me. There, there, in all those moments of horrible pain and suffering and torture, she knows that I love her and would die a solemn death for her. I'd cry for her and die for her and kill for her.
"Dear log, I am not too sure if I have the strength to add anymore about my love, a beautiful god-like figure, basking in her power and her Princess-like glory. There are a few things I should add but would be much too...suspicious. She would figure that who I am loving was her and then all the horrific moments would fade away. She would beg to me to come back to her, to be with her for years to come. I would then feel bad about my plan, but no. No. I will not stand for her girlish begging and her high hopes that I will stay in this cruel world. Those begs and pleads are nothing to me. I am a mighty unicorn! And I will not stand to Tw~~~~"
The voicemail had stopped. Perhaps the unicorn on the other end, blabbing into her phone to leave a voicemail, had cut her own voice off, or perhaps her phone had done that for her. Whatever the reason was, Twilight's eyes were filled with tears. She stared down at her phone in worry and disbelief. What "plan?" What did she mean about love? She had never received any love notes. Unless...Rarity must have been talking about another mare all together, another mare, another fight, and another love. It was a bit of a shame too, because deep down, she loved Rarity very, very much.
gently set the phone down. She knew Rarity had something wretched planned, but for whom and for what reason? After their huge fight, Rarity had not been outside her house, and never felt she could stop by. The fight started with a simple comment on an outfit and ended in a burst of flaming fury! The Princess angrily stared down at the phone. How dare Rarity blackmail her with fake voicemails! almost smashed the phone to pieces, but realized it would not be smart. This was just getting interesting. Twilight Sparkle, sly and sneaky, wanted to know what would happen with this.
Instead of making a terrible mess, Twilight set the phone down gently. She flew out of her library, and over to the Carousel Boutique. The Princess peered through the window at the beautiful white unicorn inside. She was already creating a new blackmail, and she was getting ready to send it. Twilight sighed as she stared at the amazing beauty of the unicorn. She did not realize that Applejack was walking up behind her. Applejack studied Twilight's face, dreamy and in awe, and she, too, peered into the window to see what Twilight was awing over.
"What in tarnation, Twilight?" Applejack yelled. The Princess jumped, screamed like a little filly, and glared at the orange earth pony, who glared back. What Twilight didn't know was that Applejack had a strong love for the Princess too. "Why, you're nothin' but a weirdo, aren't ya? Like to spy on other mares, don't ya?" Applejack scolded. Twilight looked down, her face as red as Catsup, and stared, sad, up at the earth pony.
"I-I just wanted to...she's been sending me blackmail voicemails...I wanted to see if....she was gonna send another...." Twilight said, quietly, embarrassed and also angry. She glared up at Applejack, standing tall, taller than the earth pony. For she was alicorn tall, and she looked powerful. Applejack blinked up at her in fear and in shock, for she was more gorgeous this way. "Why are you spying on me, AJ? For whatever reason, it is NOT appreciated on my part."
Applejack stared up at the powerful alicorn. Although she was beautiful in this powerful form, she was also very scary. In her mind, Applejack ran through a list of excuses that could possibly get her out of this mess. She quickly chose one, and brought it into her mouth. "Ya know what? I think I hear Apple Bloom callin' me. Gotta go, see ya round, Twi!" Applejack ran off. Twilight made a quick 'hmmf,' sound, and ran back to her library.
