A Week in the Life of Shattered Heart

Thursday. Fluttershy seems… jumpy… skittish…

“Is everything okay?”

Fluttershy screams. She turns around and blushes. “Oh… it’s only you… no. Tonight is Nightmare Night!”

“Don’t be scared. If it makes you feel safer, I’ll go with you to get candy. You’re never too old for Nightmare Night.”

“I-I suppose so.”

“I got some costumes yesterday while you went to check on the animals,” I smile.

Hours later, I convince her to put on her costume and grab a tote. She steps out in a dark teal leotard, leggings of the same color, an antenna headband with dark teal balls on the ends, and pink cardboard butterfly wings on her natural wings. She looks in a mirror and squees.

I put on my costume and grab a tote. Fluttershy looks at me and her eyes bulge. I step out wearing a jet black Mareticia Addams dress, fishnets on my back hooves, black shoes, a jet black wig, and black eye and lip makeup. What completes the costume is a pair of large gray balls in the front of my dress. “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” Fluttershy smiles, flapping her wings.

We head out. Stallions and colts stare at me before being scooted along by angry mares. As we reach our first stop, my eyes meet those of a small, pale pink colt. “Hello.”

The colt is dressed like a member of the Royal Guard. His mane is blue and his eyes are purple. “Hi… um, are you an overgrown filly?”

“You’re never too old for Nightmare Night,” I tell him, “stallion, mare, or foal.”

“Okay. Thanks, lady!”

“Skyler, where are your manners?” Twilight appears in a wizard costume. “Sorry about that, Shattered Heart.”

“Is this the mare you told me about, Aunt Twilight?”

“Yes,” she sighs in exasperation, “this is the mare who danced with my friend at the gala.”

“Oh. I’m sorry, Miss. My name is Skyler Shield. I’m Twilight’s nephew.”

“Shattered Heart.” I shake his hoof.

We get our candy and go to the next hot spot, which just so happens to be Sweet Apple Acres.

“Oh, I’d love a caramel apple right now,” I muse.

As we get to the barn, Big Macintosh appears wearing… a dress? And makeup?

“My dear, I do declare, your costume is more revealin’ than a newspaper gossip column!”

I blush and say, “Nightmare Night, what a fright, give me something sweet to bite.”

“Y’all have a pretty voice. Here’s a nice, big caramel-coated apple on a stick. Take care!”

“Thanks.”

Fluttershy turns to me and whispers, “Thank you for coming with me. I feel much safer.” She kisses my cheek.

Later, we get back to the cottage and binge on candy. I go upstairs and instantly crash upon impact with the pillow.