It had been two days since twilight sparkle became a princess. It was at the point where everypony
Knew about it, and it still is relativity fresh in everyone's mind, but at the point where everyone is
Starting to not care.
But there is one pony who probably never truly get on with his life, and thats you. Your name is not
Important (this is a second person fic, do you ever really get a name?) but what is important is that
You will never get over twilights princesship.
You always hated that bitch, princess or not. Her
unworthy status did nothing but amplify that Hatrid.
You can't understand how anypony can stand to be in her presence, let alone make her a fucking
Princess. She has no likable qualitys and not only that, she's an overconfident asshole who thinks
Of nopony but herself and "science" but seeing as none of her expirments work, it's probaly just
An excuse to fuck with her friends.
The simple fact she could get anyone to be around her for more than one nanosecond is beyond
You. She must use dark magic. For two days you had been under the bedcovers In the fetal position
crying about the new princess, only getting up after a day to move to the couch, as the bed was too
Soaked with your own tears to be on anymore.
You had planned to stay on the couch and cry some more today, but you were thirsty and extremely
hungry. So, much to your displeasure, you have to go to get some food from the shop, as you had almost
Ran all out of edible objects to consume.
You were very reluctant to get up at all, even going to eating the potted plant next to your sofa, so you could get back to crying as soon as possible. But the plant didn't sit well in your stomach,and it's stay inside you was short lived, and it turns out you do actually have to go out and buy some food.
Unfourtantly, the libary is on the only route there that you know of. (You had just recenty moved
To ponyville, In hopes of killing twilight sparkle.)
things couldent have been worse right now, and that
Includes the time you first discovered how much of a bitch twilight back in canterlot. Maybe it actually isn't,
That was the worst day of your life, perhaps trumped by the day twilight became a princess. But If so,
Only by a close margin.
"But of course, that doesn't change the facts. Weather this is the worst day of your life or not, you still got to
Eat, and there's no use delaying the inevitable."
But even with that going through your mind, your body is just content to shiver on the recently formed tear stains on the sofa, feeling sorry for yourself.
But after 2 hours of getting increasingly hungry on the sofa, you crawl out of the fetal position, and roll onto the floor, and hobble towards the door.
