The things i do for love

It’s been almost a year since that day. Luna has continued bringing me food and water, and sometimes stays and talks to me. Those times are nice. She tells me all about the moon, and every day it sounds more and more like how I imagined it. Pinkie visits when she can, but she tells me she has to go to work, or hang out with her friends. “I wish I had friends….” you do. Why else would Pinkie and Luna keep coming back? “Your… Your right.” aren’t I usually? Anyway, as I sat there in the darkness, I heard a voice call out to me.

“Hey! Rise and shine maggot. It’s your time to go.”

“Go? Go where?” I asked, not knowing what he meant.

“Your free. That pink friend of yours talked to the princess, and she agreed to let you go. Your goin’ home.” he said as he opened the gate to my cage.

“H…. Home? You mean I get to see that nice pink mare again?” I asked, hope in my voice and joy lifting my heart.

“Yep. Now come on, Luna wanted to see you before you left.” he said, levitating me out of the cage and onto his back. “I heard you can’t really walk, and Celestia knows how much grief I’d get from Luna if I dragged you up there all beat up.” he explained. He carried me all the way to the throne room, the other inmates yelling and hollering as we passed. When we got to the throne room, Both the princesses were waiting for us... I could hazily see the sunlight pouring in through the windows. It was bright, and I had to squint for a while, but my eyes adjusted.

“Well, it is nice to see that you yet live, Christian.” said Celestia, earning an angry look from Luna, and a confused look from me.

“Is… that my name?” I asked, trying to bring her into focus, but my blurry vision would not allow it.

“Yes, it is. We have prepared a carriage to take you to Ponyville, it will leave when you are ready. We’ve also had the royal tailor prepare some garments for you.” said Luna, levitating said garments over to me. “You can change on the way there.” I took the bundle of clothing, then looked at her.

“I… want to walk..” I said in a determined tone. “I haven’t walked in as long as I can remember… I want to walk now.” I said, sliding of the guard and onto my feet. I stumbled at first, but I stood my ground. I took a confident step towards the princesses, but my knees buckled, and I fell to the floor. “I have to walk now…” I said, pushing myself off the floor, and getting back to my feet, taking more steps forward, pulling something out of my tattered robes.

“GUARDS!” yelled Celestia, but Luna only tapped her with a hoof, and pointed back to me. I was walking, albeit very wobbly, with a piece of parchment in my hand, extended towards them.

“Could.. Could you deliver this to Pinkie?” I asked when I was so close I could have touched them. I had written it a few days earlier, because Luna had assured me I would be free soon.

“Of course. We will have our fastest messenger carry it whilst you are on your journey.” said Luna, levitating it over to a pegasus guard, who took it in his mouth, and bolted away. “We will also have a detachment of guards guide you on your way, and make sure you get there safely.” she said, a warm smile on her face. I smiled back.

“Thank you. It.. Means a lot to me.” I said, struggling to find the right words to use. “The words.. I put on that paper… they should make her smile.. I’d like to see her smile.” I said, thinking about how I had never seen her smile in my life, as far could remember. I walked away, stumbling every few steps, but staying on my feet, and sang a song I vaguely remembered, and that brought me hope every time I had thought about just giving up. I walked out the door, accompanied by about two or three guards. As I walked through the streets, I saw many ponies gasp, and lock themselves inside their homes, but I paid them no mind. Some of them threw things at me, most of them missed, but the occasional tomato or glass bottle would find it’s target, and knock me off my balance. I would get back up, though, no matter how many times I fell. I was going home, and nothing was going to stop me. I heard many things said, probably meant to hurt me, or make me mad, but I ignored them.

“Get back in your cage, you beast!”

“They should have killed you when they had the chance!”

“Stay down, you dog!”

“You murderer, they should have sent you to the moon!” I didn’t understand their anger, or some of the words they said, but I ignored them, I drowned them out as I kept up my song, letting it fill my ears over their words.

“I have often dreamed…. Of a far off place.. Where a great warm welcome, will be waiting for me… Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face… and a voice keeps saying.. This where I’m meant to be... I will find my way… I can go the distance… I'll be there someday… If I can be strong I know every mile… Will be worth my while… I would go almost anywhere… To feel like I belong… ” I sang to myself, as the crowds continued to riot against me. One of them must have heard me.

“The only place you belong is in a shallow grave!” they yelled, as they threw a brick at me. I didn’t see it coming until I turned my head to see it was about three inches from my face. Time seemed to slow down for a moment, the ponies were still moving, but they were… slower. As was the brick. I moved my hand, and grabbed the brick. Time slowly returned to normal, and I was met by shocked faces, and guards with swords at my throat. I dropped the brick, and kept walking. I was almost to the gates of the town, and I wasn’t going to stop until I was home. Everything was quiet now. As I walked, ponies slowly inched away from me, and the guards sent to accompany me had deserted me. But I didn’t care. I had a party to attend, and I was seven years late.