The Grave.

by TwizzleDragon

Rating: everyone
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, Sad, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1119

visiting a grave.

Twilight has grown up now, she has a family of her own, but she never forgot about her old friend. She finally decides to visit his grave.

Published 2012-11-28 06:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-11-28 06:00:01 UTC

The Story.

Thank you, old friend.

Author: Twizzledragon

She had grown, years had passed since her teenage years of being a young mare. Her hair was flowing with the breeze, long strands of blue with her purple and pink highlights. The bright purple fur on her coat and grown into a sleek thin layer. You should know who she is by now.

Twilight had been walking down an old dirt path that bordered the edge of the Everfree Forest. She came across an old, mossy rock. This rock was different. This rock had meaning. Words had been etched on this rock. It was a gravestone.

“Hello old friend, how are you? I suppose you can’t answer me... I-I wanted to thank you, for all the time we spent together, for all those times I didn’t fully appreciate who you were. I wish I could’ve been a better pony.”

Twilight looks down at the ground.

“Rarity still talks about you, not that the others don’t, they do, but mostly Rarity does. She made you an altar in her mind. I think you left too early... Why? We were only young mares and you left us without you...”

Twilight smiles.

“I’ve got my own foals now, I wish you could’ve seen them. Wish you could’ve been around the library to play with them, be apart of their lives... but you can’t can you? No. You had to pass from us. I’m not mad, I just wish we could’ve known.”

She kneels down next to the gravestone.

“I told you, before you left, that I wouldn’t trade you for any other assistant. We practically grew up together... I wish you didn’t write down in your will that you wanted to be buried out here. What’s wrong with a normal cemetery? I know you were the only one of your kind here, if it was some sort of instinct or tradition that you never told me about. I’ll never understand, will I?”

I can find the answer to anything, but without him...

“I hope one day I’ll find the spell to bring you back, maybe not alive, but perhaps you could live again in our minds.”

Don’t be stupid Twilight! There is no magic like that.

“I named them after you, my fillies... They will never know who you were truly, my stories of you will never reach them deep. You were always the better story teller. Where would I have made it in life without you by my side? I still think about it everyday, the day you passed, the day you just walked out. I wish I could visit you more, but it’s tough now.”

The day was rainy, cold, with brittle air. Six ponies and a peculiar creature sat inside the library, waiting for the storm to be cleared by the weather pegasus.

“Of course the day I decide to take off on weather duty they decide to have it storm!”

“I don’t understand why you pegasi can’t just put the storm over the areas that need the water. Why do you have to purposely ruin the good day around Ponyville all the time? My dresses aren’t made for rain and mud and snow!”

“Oh, Rarity, you should calm down, I mean... if you don’t mind that is...”

“Calm down? Calm down! My new dress is ruined!” Rarity points to the mud stains on her shiny fabricated dress.

“Now, why ya’ gotta be so stuck up about your dress? Ya’ know ponies don’t have to wear clothes, we ain’t some Canterlot folk here.”

“Oh come on mares, let’s all just relax.” Twilight breathes in deeply.

“Relax? But I’m already relaxed!” Pinkie Pie was jumping all around the library.

“How can you always be so happy?” asked Rainbow Dash.

“Well, first I eat a lot of sugar each day. second, I just am.”

“Ah wish Ah could see the world as ya’ do Pinkie, so colorful even when there be work to get done.”

He leaned against the railing of the balcony, alone.

“Hey, I’ll be right back, gotta check on something.”

“Don’t be gone too long, Twilight, if you don’t mind.”

“It’s alright, Fluttershy, I won’t be gone for long.”

She walked up to the balcony where her old friend had stayed.

“Don’t you think it’s the wrong time to be standing outside?”

He didn’t say a word.

“Are you alright?”

Silence.

“Don’t you ignore me!”

He just turned away, and walked back inside.

A few hours had passed. The weather pegasi had been cleared to vacant the skies. It was dark now. Rainbow Dash had fallen asleep, the other ponies were ready to leave.

“I have to admit, not the worst night. I enjoyed it, even though my dress is simply horrid now.”

“Why can’t ya’ just ignore the fancy stuff?”

“Yeah!” Pinkie jumped around some more, “How do you expect to have fun when you can’t free up your body?”

“I like your dress, Rarity.”

“Why thank you Fluttershy, at least somepony has some decency and kindness here.”

“Well, ah s’pose we best be waking Rainbow now.”

“It was good to see you all here, Spike and I enjoy you all visiting.”

“I enjoy seeing you two also. Tell him I need him soon for some diamond searching later this week.”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

Applejack walks over to the sleeping mare and attempts to wake her. No luck.

“Ah guess she too tired to make it back home on her own.”

“It’s alright, I’m fine with her sleeping here.”

“Ohhhh!” Pinkie gasped, sprinting out the door as something had caught her eye.

“Best be following along, see ya’ later Twi.”

The rest of the ponies followed along, except for Rainbow Dash, who laid asleep on the floor of the library.

Twilight returned to the upstairs where her special friend had been.

“I have things I must be doing Twilight.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I didn’t suspect what you meant. I wish I did...”

Two small fillies and a large stallion approached Twilight from the long dirt road. Her children: a small purple earth filly resembling Twilight; the other a red unicorn pony with a fiery mane, carried along by Big Macintosh.

“Ah s’pose we better get you back ‘fore these two get tired. Ya’ almost done here?”

“I’m just saying my goodbyes now. You can go ahead and take them back home.”

“Alright, ya’ better hurry up though.”

Big Macintosh carried his fillies back down the dirt path.

“I won’t forget you...”

Twilight brushed the moss off of the gravestone.

“Goodbye.”

She trotted off down the road, eager to meet with her family down the path.

Here lies Nicolas Cage, friend, actor, lover.